Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 709 Navigating the Crisis

Sadie's laughter echoed as she slid into the car. "But you have to be able to stomach it!" she teased, rolling down the window and leaning against it with a languid grace. "By the way, thank you for today."

Micah watched her with a steady gaze, his eyes lingering on her bandaged hand. "It seems you've finally found your conscience," he remarked dryly. "Just remember to disinfect that wound, or it will become infected." "I got it," Sadie replied, raising her hand with a smile that was both playful and defiant. "I still need this hand to deal with you, after all. I won't let it get hurt."

"That's good to hear," Micah responded, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he climbed into his own car.

The two vehicles pulled away simultaneously, driving side by side.

Alan and Arya locked eyes, their competitive spirits flaring as they accelerated in unison. In the backseat of their respective cars, Micah and Sadie shared a knowing smile, their windows closing in perfect sync as they silently bid each other, 'Until we meet again!'

By the time Micah reached the hospital, the clock had already ticked past 3:30 a.m. As his entourage disembarked from their vehicles, they found Silas waiting at the entrance.

"Silas, why are you here at this hour?" Andrew asked, his voice laced with concern.

"Miss Ella had an accident and is still in the emergency room. Mr. Clemens Senior is quite worried, so naturally, I accompanied him," Silas explained. "Nelson is currently en route back to the country. He's not expected to arrive until dawn." Micah frowned, confusion creasing his brow. "How did Ella, who was perfectly fine, end up in an accident? Was she being chauffeured by someone from the Clemens family?"

"No, it was the Livingston family's bodyguard," Silas replied.

"And the driver?" Micah pressed.

"He's also in the emergency room," Silas said, his expression grave. "His injuries are more severe than hers." Micah's frown deepened as they walked towards the hospital. "What kind of vehicle did they collide with?"

"The details are still unclear. The traffic department is investigating, but the other party has already fled the scene."

Upon reaching the emergency room, they found Mr. Clemens Senior slumped in a wheelchair, his head nodding with exhaustion. Micah removed his coat and draped it over the older man, who jolted awake with a start. "Why did you take so long to arrive?" he demanded.

"I rushed over from Noble Summit. It takes time," Micah explained patiently. "You should return home and rest. I'll take care of things here."

"I'll wait for the results," Mr. Clemens Senior insisted, his expression resolute. "Ella has been taking care of me for the past two years. She's a good, kind-hearted girl. With her father absent, we can't simply abandon her."

"I understand," Micah nodded. He appreciated Ella's skills in therapy and her dedication to Mr. Clemens Senior's care over the past two years. She had provided various acupuncture treatments that had significantly improved his health. When Mia had fallen ill, Ella had also taken care of her day and night. Although Micah harbored no romantic feelings for Ella, he felt a profound sense of gratitude towards her.

"It's good that you understand. One must have a conscience," Mr. Clemens Senior sighed deeply.

"Go and rest for now. I'll call you when the results are out," Micah assured him. At his signal, Silas wheeled Mr. Clemens Senior away.

Micah settled outside the emergency room, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts as he waited. Andrew went to gather more information and soon returned with a report. "The police believe that the other party's car deliberately collided with Miss Ella's, causing it to overturn. They're still investigating the details."

"Instruct them to expedite the investigation and keep me updated," Micah ordered.

"I've already done so," Andrew replied.

Just then, the door to the emergency room swung open, and a doctor emerged. "The patient has passed the critical period," he announced.

Micah exhaled a sigh of relief. "That's good..." He turned to Andrew. "You stay here; I'll go replace Grandpa."

With the good news, Mr. Clemens Senior finally relaxed. Micah offered to escort him home to rest, but the older man insisted on staying at the hospital to care for Ella. Unable to dissuade him, Micah resigned himself to staying, instructing Andrew to take the others home.

Not long after Mr. Clemens Senior's departure, Nelson arrived. He rushed to the emergency room, his relief palpable when he learned that his daughter had survived through the critical period.