Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 892 Be Good, Call Him Uncle Tristan

Dahlia shivered and dared not speak again.

"Mommy, I'm scared!" Mia was frightened and pounced into Sadie's arms, tears welling up in her eyes. She asked, "Is him a bad person? Will he bully us?" "He..." Sadie was stunned, and she really couldn't answer that question.

For some people, Tristan was a bad person, but for others, he was good.

Whether good or bad, it all depended on his mood!

But no matter what, he was her relative and benefactor.

She believed that the bond between them, and he wouldn't harm her children.

Thinking this way, Sadie gained some confidence, hugged the children, and said, "Don't be afraid. He is our relative, not a bad person."

"Scared! Scared!"

Little Coco flapped its wings, feeling pitiful.

Sadie stroked its feathers, and it gradually calmed down.

Mia tugged at Sadie's clothes, nestled in her arms, seeming to feel safe only here.

"But I see everyone looks very scared of that person." Nathan looked at Annika and the other two female bodyguards. "These pretty ladies are all trembling."

Annika and the two female bodyguards were amused by his words but couldn't laugh.

"It seems that Daddy still has some charisma." Noah frowned, speculating seriously. "I used to think he was too cold, and the bodyguards were all afraid of him. Now, thinking about it, he is already kind compared to the one just now." "Yes. He is kind." Sadie thought of Micah, probably speeding on his way here now.

Thinking of this, she reached out to Dahlia. "Give me your phone."

Dahlia hesitated for a moment and handed her phone to her.

Sadie found Micah's number, sent him a text message, and then returned the phone to Dahlia.

At this moment, a hawk's cry came from outside.

Nathan and Mia shivered, hiding in Sadie's arms in fear.

Noah, on the other hand, was not so afraid; after all, he had a connection with Coco, and Coco had even protected him yesterday.

"Don't be afraid. Coco is like Little Coco. Both are Mommy's pets," Sadie comforted Nathan and Mia, "It won't harm you."

"It's so fierce." Mia pouted, looking like she was about to cry.

"Mommy is so cool, keeping Coco as a pet." Nathan felt quite majestic, even admiring Sadie.

Sadie smiled and turned to look out the window.

Coco returned home yesterday to recuperate, and it flew out today, probably knowing the real owner was coming and flew out to greet. Sadie regretted a bit. If she had known Tristan would come, she shouldn't have brought the children home today.

She wondered if they would be scared.

Soon, the car arrived at Hillside Villa.

Sixteen white-clad bodyguards stood in two rows in an orderly manner, all of them Tristan's men.

After the car stopped, the bodyguards got out first and opened the door.

Sadie carried the children down one by one, then led them into the house.

Dahlia wanted to follow but was stopped by Annika.

In the spacious living room, Tristan in white sat on the couch, slightly bowing his head, elegantly mixing drinks.

The sunlight shone through the door but stopped an inch in front of him, as if afraid.

It was the end of summer, but an inexplicable chill emanated from him, lowering the temperature of the entire room. "Mommy, I'm scared!" Mia tightly held Sadie's hand, nervously hiding behind her.

Although Nathan also stopped in fear, he didn't say anything; he just looked fearfully at Tristan, his heart pounding. Noah clenched his small hands into fists and furrowed his brow, bravely staring at the man.

Little Coco stood on Noah's shoulder, trembling.

Sadie took a deep breath, smiled, and gently said, "Noah, Nathan and Mia, be good. Call him Uncle Tristan!"