Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 477 Bound to Achieve Greatness

Andrew quietly stepped out, and the staff quickly followed suit after setting down some juice and desserts.

As the door closed, Silas, who was waiting outside, craned his neck to peer inside and whispered to Andrew, "What's going on?"As the door closed, Silas, waiting outside, craned his neck trying to peer inside, and whispered to Andrew, "What's going on?"

"Mr. Noah asked me to step aside for a bit," Andrew said, stifling a laugh. "This kid's got guts! If it weren't for..." He almost blurted out that if he hadn't already known the boy was Mason's flesh and blood, he might have mistaken him for Micah's own son.

"Haha! Of course, Mr. Clemens Sr.Grandpa adores him." Silas chuckled., "This kid is sure to make something of himself!"

"I'm really curious about what the kid wants to tell Mr. Clemensicah.," Andrew's curiosity was piqued.

"It's probably something about his mom," Silas said with some emotion. "It's not easy, a child only three and a half years old already taking on so much responsibility... Hey, what are you doing?"

Andrew pressed his ear against the door to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

"What do you want to tell me?" Micah swirled his drink and looked across with a hint of amusement at the serious little figure.

"Are you my mommy's boyfriend?" Noah sat up straight on the couch, spine rigid.

Micah raised an eyebrow in surprise., "Did your mommy tell you that?"

"She didn't say anything," Noah shook his head, guessing. "But every time she brings you up, her eyes flicker, and she gets all awkward, sometimes even shy."

"Oh..." Micah pictured Sadie, nervous and bashful, based on Noah's description. She never could hide her feelings; they were always transparent."Oh..." As Noah described, an image of Sadie, nervous and bashful, formed in Micah's mind. The woman never could hide her feelings; they were always transparent.

"The person who moved in upstairs, that was you, right?" Noah continued.

"How did you know?" Micah was intrigued. This kid was just three and a half, wasn't he? It had taken Micah until six to reach this level of smarts.

"Ever since someone moved in upstairs, Mmommy has been making an extra-large breakfast every morning..." Noah analyzed rationally. "When we lived elsewhere, she used to give our neighbors gifts, but she wouldn't put as much effort into it. Plus, I've seen your car downstairs, and several bodyguards coming and going, so I guessed it was you."

"You're quite smart!" Micah's lips curled up into a smile as he poured Noah a glass of apple juice. "Your mommy makes apple juice for me all the time. You must like it too, right?"

"Mia likes it." Noah nodded, explaining, "Me and Nathan prefer grape juice, but grapes are expensive, and Mmommy rarely buys them, so we just drink apple juice with Mia."

Micah remained silent, taken aback by the revelation that the woman he was seeing had to save money even on fruit.Micah didn't respond; he had never known that the woman he was seeing had to save money even on fruit... He poured Noah a glass of grape juice.

"Grapes are expensive, I can go without eating them, and we don't need to buy toys if they are too pricey..." Noah looked at the grape juice, his voice tinged with a hint of sorrow. "We used to be really poor, living in a tiny house, but we were happy."

"What are you trying to say?" Micah looked at him intently.

"Do you love her?" Noah asked seriously.

Micah raised an eyebrow. "What do you know about love?" Micah raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, I know," Noah answered earnestly. "To love someone means to protect, care for, and consider their feelings

even when you're fighting and angry, you wouldn't want to hurt them!""Of course, I know," Noah answered earnestly.

"To love someone means to protect her, care for her, and to consider her feelings even if you're fighting and angry, you wouldn't hurt her!"

Micah fell silent. Throughout their time together, he had always shielded Sadie, looked after her, and shown consideration. Despite this, whenever they argued and tempers flared, he still struggled to control his temper... Micah was silent. He had always protected Sadie, cared for her, and been considerate. Yet, every time they argued and got angry, he still struggled to control his temper...

"Occasionally, my siblings and I slip up and upset Mommy. She scolds us and talks things out, but she'd never resort to hitting us, let alone causing harm. That's love!" Noah glanced at Micah, then straightened. "Do you know where my mom is?""Sometimes, my siblings and I mess up and make Mommy angry. She'll tell us off, she'll reason with us, but she would never hit us, let alone hurt us. That's what love is!"

Noah looked directly at Micah, getting to the point, "Do you know where my mom is?"

"Do you think I took her?"

Micah was impressed by the child's logical thinking; it was cleverly indirect but aimed at that very question.