Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 320 Not My Kid

Coco, parched, dove into the cup and gulped down the liquor.

Micah looked on with gallant amusement. This was quality booze; he hadn't even shared it with Andrew!

After its fill, Coco released a satisfied burp and fluttered over to Sadie's pillow to sleep.

Micah poured himself a new glass, knocked back a few drinks, and then walked over to the bed to gaze quietly at Sadie. Seeing her frail and lean, he reminded himself to control his fiery temper in the future.

He must never lay a hand on her again!

He leaned down, gently kissed Sadie's forehead, and then settled onto the couch next to her, gradually falling asleep.

Dahlia knocked on the door but didn't receive a response. Not daring to disturb Micah, she withdrew.

"What's the matter?" Andrew asked softly.

"Brenda's in the hospital sick, Sadie fainted, and there's no one at home. What about the kids?" Dahlia frowned, her voice laced with worry, "I wanted to inform Micah and have someone look after them, but he's asleep, and I can't wake him up."

"Uh... I'm not sure what to do here."

Without Micah's direction, they hesitated to take any action.

Those weren't Micah's kids, after all. None could bear the brunt if something went wrong and he blew up.

But if they did nothing and the children got into trouble, they'd have difficulty explaining themselves.

"Forget it; I'll just go check myself," Dahlia pondered, then decided, "If Micah has to blame someone afterward, I'll take the responsibility!" "Appreciate it," Andrew patted her on the shoulder.

Upon arriving at Sadie's with two childcare experts, Dahlia was shocked to replace the house empty. What if something awful had happened?

She rushed back to the hospital, planning to report to Micah.

But Micah was still asleep in the ward.

Learning of the situation, Andrew hesitated, "Maybe Sadie left the kids somewhere else? Or perhaps the Blackwell family took them? If it's the latter and you report this to Micah, wouldn't Sadie suffer the consequences?" "Right..." Dahlia murmured, her voice laced with anxiety, "Let's wait until the morning when Miss Roth wakes up." "Yeah, that's safer."

...

In the morning, Sadie woke up from a nightmare screaming, "No, don't hurt my baby!"

Micah rushed to her side and held her hand firmly. "It's okay, don't be scared!"

Sadie's eyes snapped open, filled with terror, as she gasped and cried out, "My baby, my baby..."

"What happened?" Micah frowned at her.

"My child is gone." Sadie clung to his hand desperately, her tears flowing. "Micah, please help me... please..."

Micah felt a pang of sympathy as he looked at her helpless and distraught state, but then he thought of the three children from the Blackwell family.

He hesitated.

"Please..." she begged, gripping his hand like it were her last lifeline.

Finally, his heart softened, and he called, "Andrew!"

Andrew hurried in. "Micah!"

"Go and-"

"What are you stopping me for? Let me through."

Suddenly, Mason's agitated voice came from outside, cutting off Micah's words.

In that instant, reason took over!

It dominated all thought.

Micah coldly withdrew his hand and said heartlessly, "They're not my kids. Why should I help you?"

"You..." Sadie was shocked, staring at him in disbelief.

How could he say such a thing?

They are your children. Do you know that?

If anything happens to them, you'll be too late to regret it.