Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 319 Getting Coco Drunk

Outside the hospital, Dahlia witnessed the commotion and couldn't help but snort with laughter.

But upon catching Micah's frosty gaze, she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth and composed herself before briskly approaching him. "Ahem, Micah, Miss Roth just fainted due to weakness and stress. She should come around soon."

"Stress?"

Micah frowned. So just because Brenda fell ill, Sadie had worked herself into a faint?

Brenda meant more to her than he realized.

"Yeah, probably just worn out," Dahlia said thoughtfully. "She's injured herself, Brenda's sick, plus taking care of the three kids, it's got to be tough." "What's the issue with Brenda?" Micah inquired.

"Moderate cerebral infarction. Needs gradual treatment," replied Dahlia.

"Arrange the best possible care. Bring in specialists from abroad if necessary," Micah ordered.

"You wouldn't have to say a word; I would have done it anyway." Dahlia laughed. "Micah, you do love everything associated with her, don't you?"

"I'm just a kindhearted guy!" Micah retorted coolly, yet even he didn't believe his own words.

Dahlia muffled her giggles behind her hand, careful not to laugh too loudly.

"Keep an eye on this bird," Micah instructed, nodding toward Coco before he tiptoed into the hospital room.

By now, the nurses had changed Sadie into clean clothes and gently wiped her down.

As they caught sight of Micah, they quickly greeted him respectfully.

Micah gestured for them to skip the formalities, then sat quietly to the side, watching over Sadie. She seemed to be hurt or sick all the time. Was she really that fragile? Or had her string of bad luck begun with meeting him? Just then, a nurse opened the door to leave.

Seizing the opportunity, Coco flew in and landed beside the pillow, tenderly pecking at Sadie's hair and softly calling, "Mommy, mommy..."

"Don't disturb her!" Micah hissed.

Coco glared timidly at him, falling silent and curling beside Sadie, its wing gently caressing her hair.

Moved by the scene, Micah felt a stir of emotion. This foolish bird genuinely cared for its owner. He remembered the last time Sadie was attacked, Coco had fearlessly dashed to her rescue, injuring its wing in the process, an injury that had yet to heal fully.

With this in mind, Micah directed the nursing staff, "Bring some parrot food."

"Yes, sir."

They quickly returned with the parrot's food.

Micah poured some into his hand and extended it toward Coco. The bird hesitated, then flew over and started to eat from his palm, genuinely hungry. Sadie had only fed it a little that evening before returning to her room to take a call and hadn't reemerged.

Coco thought she had fallen asleep and didn't dare to disturb her, only realizing something was wrong when this 'villain' entered.

"Micah!" Dahlia arrived with a tray of chilled wine and pastries, whispering, "It's from Andrew, sent over from the house."

"Got it," Micah acknowledged with a nod, signaling her.

Dahlia gestured for the medical team to leave.

Outside the door, Andrew stood waiting with a few bodyguards.

Micah had gone out alone that night, and even though Andrew was worried, he dared not pry; only after Dahlia's call did he learn that Micah was at the hospital. Thinking that his boss hadn't eaten dinner and was accustomed to his evening chilled wine, Andrew had the bodyguards bring the items over.

He also stayed nearby, ready to attend to any requests at a moment's notice.

Micah sipped his drink while watching Coco feast, his gaze softening; what a cute little thing.

Pecking away, it didn't take long for the food in his palm to vanish.

Coco chirped for water, fluttering its wings softly in his hand.

"Well, aren't you bold? You just finished eating, and now you're asking for a drink," Micah said casually, handing over his glass for it to sip, "Drink up; this is the good stuff!"