Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 468 Closer than a Grandson

"Why is there no signal here? I want to call Mommy, but I can't get through," Noah asked, looking up at Silas with serious eyes.

"Be good, Noah. We're in a special ward, where all phones are blocked," Silas explained gently.

"What's a special ward?" Nathan looked around nervously at the many stern-faced bodyguards.

"It's a ward designated for Grandpa," Silas said with a smile. "Don't worry; these guards are here for Grandpa's protection. They won't hurt you."

"Is Grandpa sick? Is it serious?" Mia asked, her small face filled with concern. "Did the doctor give him an injection?"

"He did get an injection." Silas chuckled. "Grandpa woke up this morning. He's touched that you're worried about him, so he asked me to bring you to see him."

Noah breathed a sigh of relief, his little forehead finally unwrinkled.

"I want to see Grandpa soon," Mia said, her chubby hands clasped nervously in front of her.

"Grandpa must be so tired. I'll be good from now on, so Grandpa doesn't have to take us out anymore," Nathan said, feeling a twinge of guilt.

"Sweetheart, the happiest times for himme are when he'sI'm with you guys," Silas said, patting his little head to comfort him. "Alright, let's get suited up in our germ isolation gear, and then we can go in." "Okay."

The three children, with the help of the nurse, donned their suits and put on their masks, following Silas into the hospital room.

Upon seeing the tall man standing by the bed, the children froze in their tracks.

Micah looked up to see the three kids and frowned., "Why did you bring them here?"

"Your gGrandfpather has been asking for them all morning; he insisted I bring them to see him," Silas replied softly.

"These three kids, they'are closer to him than his own grandson,."

Micah remarked made a dismissively remark and then turned to leave the room.

As he passed by the children, they all shyly moved aside, their bright and clear eyes glancing at him with trepidation. "Am I really that scary?" Micah asked coldly.

"Hmph!" Mia stuck her tongue out at him and then hid behind Silas.

"It seems like carrying you on my back last time was a waste," Micah said, gently tugging on her braid.

"Don't touch my sister," Nathan warned, balling his little fists and posing threateningly.

"Huh!" Micah chuckled lightly, turning to look at Noah.

Only this child remained calm, gazing back at him with an unexpectedly serene demeanor.

"Micah, stop scaring them," Silas said, half amused, half exasperated. "That royal dignity you have, it even frightens the kids."

Micah just pursed his lips and walked out of the room.

Outside, several specialist doctors had been waiting for a while. They greeted himbowed deeply as he emerged, and then followed him into a nearby office to report in detail on the medical situation. Back in the hospital room, Silas led the three children to the bedside, softly calling out, "SirGrandpa, Grandpa, the kids are here!"

Micah's grandfatherGrandpa slowly opened his eyes, weakly looking at the children.

"Grandpa..." Mia's lips quivered as tears streamed down her face, her voice so endearing it could melt a heart., "Grandpa, it's Mia!, yYour favorite, Mia!"

"Grandpa, I'm Nathan." Nathan's tears were near the brink, but he sniffled forcefully, struggling not to cry. "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"Grandpa, I'm Noah..." Noah grasped Micah's grandfatherGrandpa's hand, his eyes red yet pretending to be strong. "You promised to take us to play soccer; you have to get better soon, okay!"