Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 1151 There Might Be Death

Micah spilled the beans to Ryan, not just 'cause he trusted him, but 'cause he was low-key freaked out about his own health.

Everyone kinda knows when something's off with their body, and Micah was no different. Deep down, he had this nagging feeling that his health was on the fritz. Even though he put on a brave face and tried to stay positive, he couldn't shake the thought that one day he might just crash and never wake up.

The last thing Micah wanted was for the Clemens Group to go haywire if something happened to him. So, he had to get his ducks in a row!

After laying it all out, Micah kicked off his treatment.

Dahlia got the old medical building spruced up, brought in some top-notch medical gear, and had the medical team from Country E set up shop at Half Mountain Villa.

Rebecca moved most of the young staff over to Silas's place and brought in some super loyal old-timers. This wasn't just to take better care of Micah but also to keep things on the down-low.

Silas planned to take Nathan back to Raymond's villa and get him back into his school routine. He also set up Rodolfo and two young female medical staff to handle Nathan's transport and care.

The night before they were supposed to leave, Nathan asked Micah all excited, "Dad, why do I gotta stay with Silas? Don't you want me around anymore?"

"Silly kid, you're my son. How could I not want you?" Micah ruffled his hair and smiled, "I'm sick and need some serious treatment. I can't look after you right now, so you're gonna stay with Silas." "Dad, what's wrong with you?" Nathan asked, all worried.

"It's kinda hard to explain..." Micah thought for a sec and said, "My illness is pretty complicated and needs time to treat. If I don't kick the bucket, I should be good in two months. Then we can go to Country E together to get your mom, Noah, and Mia."

"What?" Nathan's eyes went wide, "Dad, are you saying you might die?"

"Yeah," Micah nodded, "It's possible."

Nathan hugged Micah's neck and started bawling. "No, I don't want Dad to die."

The room was instantly filled with his loud cries, breaking everyone's hearts.

Rylan and Andrew looked down, all sad. Rebecca was wiping her tears in the corner.

Silas tried to comfort him, but Nathan's crying drowned him out.

Micah didn't stop Nathan. When Nathan was all cried out and his voice was hoarse, Micah gently pushed him away and wiped his tears, "Done crying? Can we talk now?"

Nathan was still sniffling and nodded with teary eyes.

"Wipe your tears yourself." Micah handed him some tissues.

Nathan took the tissues, wiped his tears, and blew his nose. Then he looked at him with red eyes, "Dad." As soon as he spoke, his voice cracked again.

"Everyone dies, sooner or later." Micah looked at him gently, "We should face death head-on, not treat it like some big bad monster."

"I don't want Dad to die." Nathan pouted, looking at him with tearful eyes.

"I don't wanna die either." Micah smiled, "I still need to get your mom, Noah, and Mia. I wanna watch you all grow up and see what kind of girl you'll marry."

Nathan laughed with a "pfft," and a snot bubble popped out. He quickly covered his nose with a tissue, embarrassed.

"Feeling better now?" Micah pinched his little face and comforted, "I might not die; it's just a possibility. We shouldn't be sad about things that might happen but haven't happened yet. We gotta face the present bravely. That's why I need to get treated now, and you need to go to school and help me keep this from your mom, Noah, and Mia. They can't know."