Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 802 Get her done

In the afternoon, everyone was busy.

Micah returned to the company to handle matters, while Sadie went to inspect the base at The Sapphire Depths.

Mr. Louis was busy welcoming the five shareholders and their families, while also preparing for a small dinner to ease the tension from last night.

Micah was still in the office signing documents.

Mr. Louis called and repeatedly urged, "Micah, you must come to the dinner tonight. The project is being handled as you instructed, so you need to show up and not embarrass me."

"Fine, 7 o'clock, right? I'll be there on time," Micah replied shortly.

"Okay, we'll be waiting for you."

After hanging up, Micah instructed Andrew to remember the schedule and then went to meet with Mr. Wood and others to discuss the new technology products.

The busy day continued until 6 p.m., with Micah still working.

Andrew reminded him once, but he didn't dare to push too much; he just kept an eye on the clock. It wasn't until 6:20 that Micah finished up, realizing he was running late, and hurried to Noble Summit Manor. The traffic was heavy, and it was 7 o'clock in the blink of an eye. Their car was stuck at the highway exit again, encountering the silver Rolls-Royce once again.

Alan keenly exclaimed, "It's them again. We can't let them overtake us this time."

"Calm down, don't get into an accident and delay us further," Andrew reminded.

"I won't," Alan said, determined to overtake them, quickly maneuvering ahead and leaving the silver Rolls-Royce behind. Alan was very pleased. "We've finally won for once, that woman is too despicable!" Micah glanced at the rearview mirror. The silver Rolls-Royce broke through the traffic and caught up, the woman driving had a frown on her face, looking furious like an angry wildcat.

Alan accelerated immediately, leaving them behind.

Their eyes met, though in competition, there was a different feeling.

Micah suddenly asked, "Alan, how long have you been with me?"

Alan hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly replied, "Eight, eight years, Micah."

"He's been with you since he was thirteen," Andrew added.

"Okay." Micah nodded.

Alan's hand on the steering wheel trembled, fearing he had done something wrong and Micah was going to dismiss him.

"I have a task for you!" Micah suddenly said.

"No matter how difficult, I will do my best," Alan said passionately, "I am your subordinate; as long as you allow me, I can sacrifice for you whenever you need. Please don't drive me away." As he said the last sentence, his voice choked up, and his eyes became moist.

Andrew felt uneasy, carefully observing Micah's expression.

At that moment, the silver Rolls-Royce suddenly sped past them. Arya's hand reached out the window, giving Alan a thumbs-down gesture.

Alan was furious, wanting to fight her, but now he had no mind for such thoughts. He looked at the rearview mirror, his voice trembling as he asked, "Micah, what task do you want me to do?"

"The girl who's driving that car, I recall her name being Arya." Micah pointed to the silver Rolls-Royce ahead. "Settle her!"

Andrew was stunned.

Alan hesitated for a moment, then frowned, looking serious. "Although she is very annoying, but, but she doesn't deserve to die!"

"Who told you to kill her?" Micah said, "I want you to make her your girlfriend, understand?"

Alan was shocked, took a while to come to his senses, and then blushed. "I don't know what to do!"

"Teach him," Micah commanded Andrew.