Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 516 Parent-Child Relationship

The kids used to call him Mr. Clemens, which irked Micah. Now they called him his first name, which was awkward to him. He wanted them to call him "Dad", but he wasn't sure how to begin. 'Maybe, I should start from fostering the parent-child relationship...' he thought.

"Time for breakfast," Sadie said, and she placed a freshly ground black coffee in front of Micah.

"Thanks," Micah sipped his coffee and looked up at the kids, asking tentatively, "How about I drive you guys to the kindergarten?"

"Really?" Mia's face lit up with joy. "That would be great, I agree!"

"I agree too!" Nathan said, raising his hand excitedly. "Mommy is usually too busy to take us, and I feel so jealous when I see other kids being dropped off by their parents." Hearing this, Sadie felt a twinge of guilt. She rarely took or picked up the kids from school, thinking it didn't matter to them. However, she now realized they too envied other children. "Micah, won't it interfere with your work?" Noah, more considerate, asked.

"Not at all," Micah responded, then turned to Andrew with instructions, "Go get things ready."

"Huh?" Andrew was puzzled, wondering what needed preparation. Wasn't telling the driver enough to take the kids to the kindergarten?

"How many kids are there in your kindergarten?" Micah chatted with the children while drinking his coffee.

"Ah, that's a tough question," Mia pondered, twirling her braid and pursing her lips, but couldn't come up with an answer.

"I only know our class has 19 students," Nathan said after swallowing a bite of toast, his cheek greasy. "It used to be 20, but then Billy transferred, so now there are 19." "Oh." Micah nodded.

"I know," Noah took a sip of his juice and started to count on his fingers, "Our early learning center has small, medium, and large classes, and a preschool class-four levels in total. With seven classes per grade and 20 students per class, we have a total of 560 students."

Noah paused for a moment and then added, "So, each class has five teachers, that's a total of 140 teachers"

"You're really smart!"

Micah was truly amazed; Noah not only had high emotional intelligence and strong logical thinking, but his math skills were top-notch. At just three and a half years old, Noah could analyze situations and calculate data smoothly and effortlessly.

Noah was a little genius, truly deserving to be Micah's son!

"Thank you.” Noah was accustomed to such praise and asked indifferently, "Why did you ask that?”

"Because that silly fella behind me doesn't know how to arrange things."

Micah shot Andrew a cold look.

"Got it, got it." Andrew nodded hastily, finally understanding what Micah meant by being prepared. "I'll go get ready right now."

He bowed to the people who were sitting at the dining table, then hurriedly left the room.

"What's going on?" Sadie was very confused.

"Don't worry about it." Micah placed a slice of toast on her plate. "You just stay home and rest today. Once you feel better in a couple of days, I'll take you all out for a walk."

"Okay." Sadie smiled and nodded, realizing that Micah also had a tender and considerate side. He chatted leisurely with the kids, ensuring they were sent off to school, everything well-organized. She felt reassured, knowing she didn't need to worry about a thing.

"Besides logic and math, what else do you like?" Micah continued the casual conversation with Noah.

"Technology.” Noah, who was stirring his bowl of oats, replied, "I like playing with electronics. Grandpa gifted me a computer and hired someone to teach me English and basic knowledge every day.”

"Basic?" Micah raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, at first, I found the lessons interesting, but then they became too easy. I always feel sleepy during them..."

Noah yawned, his expression full of boredom.