Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 309 Rushed to the Hospital

Hearing "don't cry" only made Sadie sob harder. She looked up at the family portrait on the wall. "Coco, where are Noah, Nathan, and Mia? Do you think they got taken by the bad guys?" "Bad guys, bad guys..." Coco echoed.

The thought of Micah crossed Sadie's mind. Could it be him who took the kids? She had said some harsh words today before leaving the Clemens residence. Did she infuriate him enough to take her children? Surely not...

Just then, her phone rang. Sadie rushed back to her room, bumping hard against the wall, her back screaming in pain. Ignoring the agony, she dove onto the bed to grab her phone.

It was Micah calling.

She answered with a tentative "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Micah asked.

"Micah, did you take my kids?" Sadie demanded, breathless with fear and anger.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Micah snapped back. "Why would I take your kids?"

Stunned for a moment, Sadie quickly collected herself: "Never mind, it's nothing."

She knew Micah. For all his brutality, he had one virtue-he never played dirty. More accurately, he disdained it. If he had taken the kids, he would have admitted it outright, even bragged about it. His genuine surprise meant it wasn't him. "What's going on?" Micah pressed.

"Nothing, I have to go..."

Sadie, her mood turbulent and downcast, had no patience to entertain his probing and abruptly ended the call.

On the other end, Micah clearly wasn't expecting to be hung up on. He furrowed his brow deeply in confusion...

Noticing the dark expression on Micah's face after Sadie's abrupt dismissal, Andrew cautiously ventured, "Sir, Dahlia just told me that Miss Roth's nanny, Brenda, is sick and staying at her hospital. Maybe that's why she's upset..."

"Is that supposed to involve me?" Micah replied icily. "Did I make this Brenda ill?"

"No, I just meant..."

"Shut up!" Micah shot him a glare and stormed out, car keys in hand.

"Micah, where are you off to?" Amelia's voice sang out as she breezed through the front door of the expansive mansion. "I've got some king crab, and I'm whipping up dinner tonight. Join me?"

"No time." Micah didn't even throw her a glance, just beelined for the exit.

"Micah! Micah..." Amelia called after him, her voice trailing off.

He ignored her and strode away, leaving her stomping her foot in frustration. She had tried her best to win his favor, yet he was giving her the cold shoulder. She remembered the day of her return when he had welcomed her warmly, but his demeanor had since turned frosty...

It was all Sadie's fault!

Even the thought of Sadie made Amelia grit her teeth in anger.

But she wasn't one to back down easily-especially with Micah's grandfather on her side.

"Ms. Amelia, what should we do with the king crab?" an aide inquired cautiously.

"Just eat it yourselves," she said dismissively before her tone became noticeably sweeter as she spoke on the phone to Micah's grandfather. "Grandpa, I'm cooking your favorite vegetarian dish tonight. How about having dinner together?"

"I'm at the hospital, no need to go through the trouble." Micah's grandfather replied.

"What? You're at the hospital?" Amelia's voice spiked with concern. "What happened? Are you feeling alright?"

"No, my driver accidentally hit a kid, so I'm here sorting things out." Micah's grandfather glanced at his watch. "Oh, look at the time, it's already 8:00 p.m. Tell you what, whip up that vegetarian meal and bring it over to City Hospital." "Right away, I'm on it."

After hanging up, Amelia ushered her staff into the kitchen to assist her, even giving the Clemens family chef the night off.

As she shut the kitchen door, Amelia idled on her phone, prodding her staff, "Hurry up, the old man's waiting." "Yes, ma'am."

"Remember, you'll say I made it, understood?"

"Absolutely clear!"