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Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 1485
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Chapter 1485 Only I Can Hearing those words, Tristan on the other end of the phone went silent.

After a long pause, he finally spoke, "So, how's Micah treating you guys?" "Great, really great," Mary nodded her little head, speaking in a sweet, childlike voice. She added, "Uncle Micah tells us stories, makes us breakfast, teaches us how to ride horses, and takes us to play in the forest." "We even took a family photo with Uncle Micah," Emma quickly chimed in. "When we got tired, Uncle Micah lifted us onto his shoulders. He's so tall, like a mountain, but we weren't scared at all because I could hold onto his hair." "I held onto his ears so I wouldn't fall," Donna added seriously. "Even if we did fall, he would catch us." "Exactly," Mary nodded repeatedly. "Mia said that when they were little, they used to sit on Uncle Micah's shoulders too. He's really good at it." "Uncle Micah's shoulders are so broad, I felt really steady sitting up there," the kids discussed excitedly. "Uncle Micah's voice is so nice, and he looks great when he tells stories." "Alright, alright!" Tristan interrupted the kids, his voice turning stern and cold. "Since everything's fine, go to bed early. Kids need plenty of sleep to get smarter." On the surface, Tristan's words seemed harmless, but inside, he felt uncomfortable.

His own children were openly praising his enemy right in front of him.

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Was Micah really that great? It was one thing for Sadie to like him, but now even Mary, Emma, and Donna were won over by him.

"Daddy, Daddy, you haven't promised us yet," the three little girls hadn't forgotten their important mission. "Please help Aunt Sadie bring Uncle Micah back, please!" "Alright, go to sleep now. I'm hanging up." Tristan hung up the phone abruptly.

The three little girls were left in the dark, whispering to each other- "Did Daddy agree or not?" If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Seems like he didn't." "Seems like he did." Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, Tristan held his phone, thinking for a moment before dialing Annika's number.

Which led to the beginning, where Annika received the call.

Of course, Annika had no idea that it was all thanks to Mary, Emma, and Donna. Without them, Tristan wouldn't have made that call.

Although it seemed like Tristan wasn't taking any action, in reality, after talking to Annika, he started giving orders, "Have you found that woman yet?" "Not yet, Mr. James. Since Ms. Newman slipped away a few days ago, we haven't been able to contact her." "Did she go to see the kids? She's been worried about their safety lately." "The kids haven't seen her." "Keep looking, make sure you find her."

"Even if we find her, she might not cback," Terry muttered under his breath. Ms Newman's got quite the temper." "Just tell her I need to see her," Tristan frowned.

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"But she might not listen," Terry said, Went to looking troubled. "Last tI get her, she jabbed my nerve with a needle. I've never been so humiliated in my life." "Couldn't you defend yourself?" Tristan snapped.

"She's too quick, and her temper's bad. She gets mad and acts before I can react," Terry said, almost in tears.

"You dare say she has a bad temper?" Tristan suddenly interrupted, his cold eyes glinting.

"I-I mean, I brought it on myself."

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