Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1325 Noticing His Problem

"Alright," the kids mumbled, a bit bummed but they headed to bed without a fuss.

Micah got up and headed for the door. Just a few steps in, he smacked into the table corner with a loud "bang," making a few kids jump.

"It's okay, it's okay, the light's just too dim," Andrew said, rushing over to help Micah.

Sadie, standing by the doorway, found the whole scene weird. Micah had been trained since he was a kid, with top-notch physical skills and sharp instincts. Even in pitch black, he could move around easily, let alone with a nightlight on. Bumping into a table? Totally out of character. Plus, his steps seemed unusually careful, and Andrew looked way too worried.

"Dad," Noah called out, coming to replace Micah but then spotting Sadie at the door. "Mom!"

Andrew noticed Sadie standing there, his eyes showing a flash of panic, but he quickly put on a smile, "Ms. James, you're here. Mr. Clemens sat on that tiny chair for too long, and his legs went numb."

"Those kids' chairs are pretty low," Sadie said, glancing at Micah's legs like she didn't care, "With his long legs, it must've been tough."

"Glad you get it," Micah replied coolly.

"Mommy, Daddy..."

"Noah," Sadie gently cut in, "you and Nathan go back to your room and sleep. I'll take your dad back."

Noah hesitated but then changed his tone, "Dad told us stories for so long without even having a cup of tea. Mom, let him have a cup of tea before he leaves."

"Noah, you're so thoughtful." Micah's lips curved into a pleased smile, "But it's late, I should head back. You should get some rest."

"Have a cup of tea before you go," Sadie quickly said, "Otherwise, Noah will think I'm mistreating you."

"So polite?" Micah smirked, leaning closer, "Then, shall we have tea in your room?"

"Sure," Sadie agreed without missing a beat, "Aurora, prepare some tea."

"Yes," Aurora answered and left.

Micah was taken aback. He thought Sadie would definitely refuse, but she actually agreed.

Andrew looked at Micah nervously, thinking, 'What now?'

Earlier, while telling the story, Micah's vision had suddenly blurred. Unable to see the words clearly, he made up a new story on the spot.

Andrew, watching from the side, felt uneasy, but with Noah's help, Micah had smoothly covered it up. When Micah stood to leave, his blurry vision caused him to bump into the table, prompting Andrew to immediately support him.

If only they had left quickly, they might have avoided being caught, but Sadie had seen enough.

"Since you're so enthusiastic, I won't be polite," Micah stayed calm, acting like nothing was wrong.

"Please," Sadie said, leading Micah to her room before casually addressing Andrew. "Annika seems to have a bit of a cold. Why don't you go check on her?"

"No need, she..." Andrew started but stopped as Micah gestured to him, changing his words. "I don't know if she'll kick me out."

"How would you know if you don't try?" Sadie teased, "Men should be more proactive."

"She's so fierce," Andrew scratched his head, embarrassed.

"Please, Mr. Clemens," Sadie said, opening the door and making a gesture of invitation.

Micah walked in leisurely, and Sadie kept watching him, noticing that he seemed normal now. She felt puzzled. Was she just being paranoid?