Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 905 Uncle Tristan

Harold almost spilled the coffee in his hand. Ella quickly reached out to support the cup. Some coffee spilled on her hand. She immediately recoiled in pain and carefully blew on her hand. "I'm Sorry, Ms. Lingston. Are you alright?" Harold asked anxiously, "I'll have someone bring the first aid kit."

Ella shook her head quickly, gesturing that it was unnecessary, and extended her hand to show him that she was fine.

"Good thing that you're fine." Harold breathed a sigh of relief. "I'll go in first. This coffee is for Ms. James, and I need to take it inside quickly."

Ella nodded and left with a smile.

Harold walked into the kitchen with the coffee and said cautiously, "Ms. James, here's your coffee. Have some coffee to soothe your throat. Don't overwork yourself." "Leave it there," Sadie replied and continued to busy herself making pizza dough.

"I'll leave it here for you to have later." Harold placed the coffee aside and went to urge the other chefs to hurry up with Micah's dishes.

Outside, after playing games with Nathan and Mia for a while, Micah sat down and asked Noah in a low voice, "Noah, have you seen that person?"

"Are you talking about Uncle Tristan?" Noah, who was looking at documents without lifting his eyelids, replied, "Yes, we've seen him."

"What do you call him?" Micah was very shocked. It was rumored that Tristan liked to kill for power, not even sparing his own siblings. He was a devil disguised as an angel. Such a person couldn't possibly have any familial feelings.

Moreover, they were children from the Clemens family.

"Mommy asked us to call him Uncle Tristan." Noah looked up at Micah.

"Did he bully you?" Micah frowned and asked.

"Not really." Noah carefully recalled the process of meeting Tristan. "Tristan looks cold and mysterious, not exactly friendly, but he hasn't bullied us either."

"Has he said anything strange?" Micah was still worried.

"I don't think so." Noah shook his head. "But Mia is very scared of him. She was scared to tears today and kept clamoring to go home in tears. Nathan didn't want to stay there either."

"I will take you home now." Micah felt sorry as soon as he heard this and got up to see Sadie.

"Daddy!" Noah stopped him, feeling embarrassed. "Mommy just reunited with us. If we go back like this, she will be sad."

"Silly boy," Micah glanced behind him and said softly, "Only when you go home will your mom go home."

Noah was stunned for a moment. Then he immediately came around and said, "Mommy is different now. She has personality and opinions. She's not the silly mommy she used to be. If we all go home and she wants to see us, she might directly barge into Half Mountain Villa and take us away rather than swallow her pride and come home."

"That makes sense." Micah felt a headache when he thought of Sadie's current temper. He couldn't confront her head-on now, or he would definitely lose. He had to play smart.

"I have a good plan," Noah thought for a moment and said with a sigh, "I'll stay here with Mommy. You take Nathan and Mia home. They are both afraid of Uncle Tristan, and they still have a high fever. It would be really bad if they got scared again and fell ill."

"Aren't you afraid?" Micah looked at Noah with concern.

"I'm not afraid." Noah shook his head. "Mommy will protect me. What is there to be afraid of? Besides, he looks exactly like us. When I see him, it's like seeing my future self."

Micah was suddenly stunned. "You mean, Tristan looks very much like you guys!"

"No alike, but exactly the same." Noah was a bit excited when talking about this topic. "I once made a picture of what I would look like when I grew up on the computer. We have almost no differences, except for the eyes."