Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 904 Coffee

"I can be even more ruthless." Sadie gave him a cold stare. "Get lost!"

"You!" Micah's face turned livid with anger, but he restrained himself, speaking rationally, "Let children come back with me. They are not safe by your side." "They're safe. That's their home, too."

Sadie cleaned up the cutting board and continued making pizza dough.

"Can't you stop being so aggressive?" Micah was somewhat annoyed. "You know very well that Tristan can't stand them."

"Tristan likes them," Sadie interrupted Micah, "Don't worry. They'll be better off with me than in the Clemens family!" "Tristan accepts them?" Micah frowned. "That's impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?" Sadie raised an eyebrow at him. "They are family, and they are all blood of the James family."

"That's not right."

Just as Micah was about to continue, a knock on the door suddenly sounded from outside, followed by Nelson's gentle voice. "Micah, it's almost time."

"I'll talk to you later," Micah said, tidied up his clothes, and hurriedly left.

Sadie ignored him and continued to make pizza dough. However, she wasn't very good at it and couldn't get it right after a while, so she shouted outside, "Let the chefs in!" "Yes," Harold responded and quickly signaled to the other chefs.

The chefs were all pale with fear, afraid to go in, fearing that Sadie might kill them accidentally.

"Don't worry. Ms. James won't easily kill anyone," Annika added, "Hurry up and go in; if you upset Ms. James, I'll kill you first!"

"Yes." The chefs were so scared that their legs went weak as they walked in.

Harold glanced at Annika, quickly looked away, and went to attend to Micah.

"Micah, I've ordered some food. It's almost three o'clock now. Let's finish eating and go to the company early. This press conference is very important and requires early preparation."

Nelson was very considerate, like an elder, showing concern for the company's situation.

Micah glanced at his watch. "Well, you don't need to come to the company with me and attend today's press conference."

"Why?" Nelson was very surprised. He thought Micah had invited him and Ella over to explain how they should cooperate at the press conference.

"It's too deliberate." Micah took a sip of his drink. "There will be rumors, saying that I'm threatening the Lingston family."

"That won't happen!"

"I'll handle the company's affairs." Micah put down his glass, hinting, "If you really want to, you can hold a press conference in the group himself." "Understood." Nelson nodded quickly and took out his phone to make a call. "I'll arrange it right away."

"I'll go and spend time with children first." Micah got up and went to replace the children.

Nelson was on the phone with the company's people. Ella had been away for a long time, but no one paid attention.

At this moment, Ella came out of the restroom and met Harold, who was walking towards the kitchen with a cup of coffee.

Ella immediately walked up quickly and greeted him in sign language, "Hello!"

"Ms. Lingston, hello," Harold responded quickly, "Sorry, I don't understand sign language very well and just know a few simple gestures."

Ella smiled awkwardly and pointed to Micah's seat, then to the kitchen, and then to her stomach.

Harold immediately understood. "You mean, let us serve the food faster? You're hungry, right?"

Ella nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, I'll go and urge the chef." Harold smiled. "It's already past two o'clock. You haven't had lunch yet; you must be hungry."

Ella gestured "thank you" and prepared to leave, but she accidentally bumped into Harold.