Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1249 We Can't Leave

"Yo, let's not get all up in their faces right now. We gotta figure out this mess first," Arya said, looking kinda jittery. "Duchess Louis ain't gonna back down easy. Maybe we should bounce? Head back to Country E or hit up Newark?" "No way we can go back to Country E. We might just drag Mr. James into more crap," Annika said, glancing at Sadie. "Mr. Clemens is in Newark."

"We ain't leaving!" Sadie muttered, eyes locked ahead.

Arya looked up and hit the brakes.

A bunch of military trucks were lined up, blocking their path.

"It's the Louis family," Annika grumbled. "I knew Duchess Louis wouldn't let us off the hook."

"So, what now?" Arya's face was all serious. "Should we call Jesse and the crew?"

She was about to dial when Sadie stopped her.

"No," Sadie said firmly. "Even if Jesse and the gang show up, they can't take on this many. Plus, they gotta deal with the assassins from Country E and keep the kids safe."

"So, what do we do?" Arya hesitated.

"We go," Sadie said, eyes fixed ahead. "I'll face the music."

"Alright, we're with you," Annika said, trying to comfort her. "I doubt the Louis family will mess with you."

"Okay," Sadie ordered. "Slow down and drive up."

"Got it," Arya replied.

"Mr. Clemens, Duchess Louis has sent military folks to nab Ms. James," Andrew reported.

"Yeah," Micah said, eyes downcast, sipping his wine.

"Just like you predicted," Andrew said seriously. "But, will Ms. James and the others be in danger?"

"Duke Louis is practical. With Tristan's situation up in the air, they won't hurt Sadie," Micah said calmly.

"But..." Andrew hesitated, knowing Craig and Amanda might not harm Sadie, but the others around her weren't safe.

"They might mess with Annika or Arya to scare Sadie."

"Send someone to get her," Micah said, glancing at the unconscious Olivia. "Make sure she's taken care of."

"On it," Andrew said, heading out to make arrangements.

Micah, holding his wine glass, walked to the hotel balcony, looking out at the city lights. His expression was a mix of emotions. Andrew came back with a glass of water and a big box of pills for Micah. "Mr. Clemens, time for your meds," he said softly. The box was full of colorful pills, looking like candy but packing a punch.

Micah took the pills and was about to wash them down with wine when Andrew stopped him. "The doc said no booze with your meds. Drink water." "Doesn't matter what I drink; I ain't got much time left anyway," Micah said calmly. He downed the wine and swallowed the pills.

"Please don't say that. The doc said if we replace Virgil and Hubert, there's still hope," Andrew reassured him. "We should head back to Newark to replace Hubert." "Hope's just a way to make people feel better," Micah said indifferently. "Life and death don't matter. It's about living big in the time we got!" Andrew didn't know what to say. He just looked down, feeling heavy-hearted.

After two months of treatment, Micah's toxins weren't fully cleared. His condition was a bit better, but he still suffered every night.

The docs were stumped and said they needed to replace Hubert and Virgil ASAP.

But Micah couldn't wait. With Sadie and Joe's wedding coming up, he had the doc prep his meds and headed to Grapetown Heights to get Sadie. He didn't expect to walk into this mess.