Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 530 Could it be pregnancy?

Brenda laughed heartily. "From now on, Brenda will cook for you every day. You all have to eat well." "Yes! I'll eat it all up," Mia said happily, clapping her chubby little hands.

"Me too," Noah and Nathan chimed in, raising their hands.

Coco, nestled in Mia's arms, looked up drowsily and murmured, "Me too!"

"What's up with Coco?" Brenda asked curiously, looking at the tired pet. "Is it sick or just sleepy?"

"It got drunk," Mia exclaimed. "This morning, it sneaked some of Micah's liquor, and it has been sleeping all day since." Hearing this, Sadie pinched Micah's muscular arm. "Did you give Coco alcohol again?"

"It wants to drink," Micah said with an innocent look on his face.

"Right, I can vouch for that, it was Coco who wanted to drink," Nathan immediately defended Micah.

"I can testify too," Noah said seriously. "Micah didn't force Coco to drink!"

"It's okay, Coco will wake up tomorrow anyway." Mia stroked Coco's little green head.

"Alright, alright," Brenda said, then prepared to cook. "You kids go play for a bit. Dinner is at 6:00 pm sharp."

"Okay, thanks, Brenda!"

After soothing the three kids, Brenda looked up at Micah, a bit embarrassed. "About that last time with the mop, I was out of line—"

"No worries," Micah cut her off politely. "You were protecting your family, I understand, and you're Sadie's elder!"

Micah wasn't great at social niceties or one for sweet talk, but his words were heartfelt.

Sadie was surprised. She hadn't expected the once domineering and unreasonable Micah to swallow his pride and be so respectful to Brenda.

"Thank you!" Brenda was both shocked and touched by the gesture. She had been worried about an awkward encounter due to prior misunderstandings.

But Micah's attitude was unexpected.

Some said love meant accepting every aspect of a person, and perhaps this was true. Micah's profound love for Sadie drove him to embrace change and make concessions.

"You're welcome," Micah said with a lifted corner of his mouth. "We have plenty of chefs at home, they can help. Don't overwork yourself!" "Okay, got it."

Brenda nodded, smiling, and hurried off to the kitchen. The chefs followed her closely, ready to assist so Brenda wouldn't tire herself out. "Let's go upstairs to change," Micah said, taking Sadie's hand and leading her up the stairs.

"Hey, Micah is holding Mommy's hand!" Mia suddenly shrieked, covering her mouth with her chubby hands. Her face was a picture of mock horror."After preschool graduation, boys and girls aren't supposed to hold hands." "Oh no, what if they get pregnant?" Nathan frowned deeply, his face filled with worry. "If they do, our family is going to have a real fifth, sixth, or even seventh baby..."

"Ah, you don't understand," Noah asserted like an older brother, giving a serious lecture. "Holding hands doesn't get you pregnant unless—"

He was interrupted as Micah wrapped an arm around Sadie's shoulders. The two of them laughed and talked on their way upstairs.

"Oh no, they hugged," Mia pointed at them, yelling anxiously, "Does that get Mommy pregnant?"

"No way," Noah said with a facade of profound knowledge. "That's nothing unless you actually kiss on the lips."

Just then, Micah gave Sadie a little peck...

"Omigosh!" Mia covered her eyes, unable to look.

"Alas," Noah let out a worldly sigh.

"A kiss on the lips can get one pregnant?" Nathan's eyes widened in horror. "I kissed Ava on the cheek today. Does that mean... I'm going to be a dad??"

"No way?! Nathan, you actually kissed Ava?!" Mia stomped her feet in distress. "Oh no! I'm going to be an aunt!"

"Man, this is so worrying!" Noah clutched his forehead in distress. "At such a young age, I'm going to be an uncle, and what's more, having a brother, sister, and a nephew born at the same time... Oh my..."