Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1144 Did You Hear That?

Micah's face got all twisted up when he heard that. He muttered, "Looks like Tristan's really got a soft spot for Sadie." "Yeah," Andrew replied quietly. "I talked to Annika. Even though Tristan's tough on Ms. James, he's got good intentions."

Micah just stared at the ground, lost in thought. Was Sadie marrying Joe because she felt bad for Tristan? He knew she didn't love Joe, so why the heck was she going through with it? It was a puzzle he couldn't figure out. When he first heard the news, it felt like a punch to the gut. He thought he was ready for it, but hearing it out loud was a whole different kind of pain. Reality always hits harder than any nightmare.

He always hoped she'd fight for their relationship-hesitate, struggle, resist. But those were just dreams he kept replaying in his head.

"Don't stress too much. It's not public yet. Maybe it's just talk, not set in stone," Andrew tried to comfort him.

"In three hours tops, everyone will know," Micah said, his voice heavy. He squinted at the rainy yard outside. Since Sadie left, it hadn't stopped raining in Newark, making everything feel even more depressing.

Only Nathan seemed unfazed, still happily practicing boxing and playing soccer every day.

"Now I get why Noah wanted Nathan to stay with you," Andrew said, watching Nathan's cheerful figure. "Look at him, so happy! Even Rodolfo's mood has lifted because of him." "Yeah." Micah managed a small smile, getting ready to play soccer with Nathan. But after a few steps, he felt dizzy, and the world started spinning.

"Mr. Clemens!" Andrew rushed to support him. "Are you okay? Let me help you back to your room."

Andrew helped Micah lie down. He was about to call Dahlia, but Micah stopped him. "We're at the estate. You want everyone to know?"

"But you can't keep this up," Andrew said, worried. "Your episodes are getting worse."

"I'm fine, I won't die!" Micah insisted, covering his eyes with his elbow to block the light.

"Mr. Clemens, you..." Andrew started, but Micah waved him off. Frustrated, Andrew had no choice but to leave quietly.

"What's up? Another episode?" Rylan hurried over, speaking softly.

"Yeah," Andrew nodded. "Didn't Dahlia go to find Silas? What did he say?"

Rylan replied, "Silas was supposed to see Mr. Clemens, but since he came out, to avoid any leaks, we have to wait until we get home."

Andrew said seriously, "We need to convince him to get treatment, or who knows what'll happen."

Rylan nodded. "Yeah, seeing him get thinner, I'm really worried."

They were talking quietly and didn't notice Nathan walking down the hallway.

"So...." Rylan stopped mid-sentence, turning around cautiously, and saw Nathan standing by the floor vase. He was stunned. "When did you get here?"

"Just now," Nathan said with a big smile. "Where's Dad?"

"He's resting, too tired," Andrew quickly said, crouching down and holding his shoulders. "What did you hear just now?"

"I didn't hear anything," Nathan said innocently. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing," Andrew sighed in relief. "Come on, let's get you something to eat. Don't bother your dad."

Nathan shook his head. "I don't want to eat. I want a bath. I'm all sweaty and gross."

Andrew said, "Okay, I'll take you to your room for a bath."

Nathan made a face and declined. "I'll let someone else take me. You go do your thing."

Nathan broke free from Andrew's hand and ran off quickly.