Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 915 Mia Got Poisoned

Noah, upon seeing the small snake on Tristan's hand, felt a bit scared and instinctively ran to Micah.

Micah gave Tristan a cold glance and prepared to take Noah away.

"Stop!" Tristan ordered. Dozens of guns were pointed at Micah outside.

Micah rushed over without any subordinate or weapon.

But he showed no fear, coldly saying, "Do you dare to shoot me?"

"Of course!" Tristan smirked coldly. "If you die, the Clemens Group will be useless and no one dares to investigate me."

It was cruel but a truth.

Hearing this, Sadie couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. That was the reason she had been urging Micah to leave just now. If Tristan really killed Micah here today, he could easily scapegoat a bodyguard. The Clemens Group would collapse instantly after Micah died.

By then, the entire business circle would be dominated by the James Group, and no one could stand up to him.

"Do you really think the Clemens Group is powerless?" Micah remained calm. "Newark is my territory. Your men here don't even add up to fifty people. If I don't leave in ten minutes, my subordinates will break in. It remains to be discovered who will be the winner!"

"You are going to die now. Don't worry about what will happen after your death." Tristan smiled evilly. "Poor Raymond is already ninety-eight years old and now is lying in the hospital without a son to care for him."

"It's still better than the James Group being wiped out overnight, isn't it?" Micah retorted mockingly.

Upon hearing this, Tristan looked grim at once, his amber eyes filled with a cold murderous aura.

In an instant, he seemed to transform from an angel into a devil.

Sadie, seeing Tristan's change in gaze, quickly aimed her gun at Micah. "Micah, you're asking for death!"

"No, Mommy! No!" Noah opened his arms in front of Micah with tears in his eyes, shaking his head. "Don't shoot Daddy!"

"Noah!" Sadie's heart softened as she saw Noah.

"Uncle Tristan, please don't be angry." Noah knew that the decision was up to Tristan and that there must be a misunderstanding. He immediately tried to explain to Tristan, "Daddy just came to see me because he was worried, not to target you intentionally."

Tristan looked at Noah. This scene seemed familiar to him.

Once, the relatives of the James Group fought each other, and as a young boy, he had been caught in such a dilemma.

"Daddy, we agreed that Nathan and Mia would go back with you and that I would stay with Mommy," Noah asked anxiously, "Why did you suddenly barge in? Is there any misunderstanding? Or is something wrong with Nathan and Mia?" "Mia..." Micah was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. It was Rylan, so he answered the phone first, "Hello!"

"Velvet Spoon Bistro has been thoroughly investigated. Even yesterday's trash has been checked, and there's no finding," Rylan reported anxiously, "And the hospital found out that Mia was indeed poisoned. It's a colorless and tasteless rare poison, which is seemingly extracted from a snake."

The moment he heard that, Micah's expression changed instantly. His eyes were fixed on the small green snake on Tristan's wrist, and his hand holding the phone trembled with rage.

"Micah, are you at the James family? I'm on the way and I've already gone up the mountain. Are you okay? Micah? Micah?" Rylan yelled on the other side of the phone.

"Tristan!" Micah pointed at Tristan, angrily roaring, "I thought even if you were ruthless, you wouldn't harm a child. I never expected you to be so vicious. You even poisoned my daughter Mia!"