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

"Alright," Sadie nodded and told Annika. "Let him in."

"Yes." Annika quickly went to fetch the person.

"Sweetie, wait in my study," Sadie said, wiping Nathan's tears and patting Noah's head. "I'll change and be right there."

"Okay." The kids nodded and started upstairs.

That's when they noticed Mia in the hallway.

Mia was sitting in her wheelchair, quietly watching them. Usually fragile, Mia wasn't crying or fussing, just sitting there calmly.

"Mia," Sadie rushed over to hug her. "Did you hear what I just said?"

"Yes," Mia nodded softly. "I want to see Dad too."

"Annika's already gone to get him," Sadie said, feeling a pang in her heart. Of her three kids, she worried most about Mia. After the poisoning, Mia's health had taken a hit. Though she had improved under Hubert's care, she still wasn't as healthy as before. The long treatment had been mentally exhausting for Mia, making her more melancholic. Sadie worried that her issues with Micah would affect the kids, especially Mia.

"Sweetie, you all go to my study first. I'll have someone bring breakfast over. I'll come with your dad in a bit," Sadie coaxed the kids.

"Got it, Mommy." They nodded obediently.

"Serena," Sadie called. "Please take care of them."

"I got it, Sadie. Go change. I'll handle it," Serena said, arranging for the maids to prepare breakfast and deliver it to the study.

Sadie went to her room and told her attendant, "Tell Annika. Bring him to me first."

"Yes."

Sadie had just finished changing when Annika brought Micah in.

He no longer had his imposing presence. Now, Micah looked haggard, with stubble and bloodshot eyes.

Sadie felt a brief pang of heartache, but it quickly turned to rationality.

She would never forget what the Clemens family had done to her! Nor that he had pointed a gun at her, forcing her to let her enemy go! "Raymond is critically ill and wants to see the kids one last time," Micah said, his voice low and hoarse.

"He's still alive?" Sadie sat on the sofa, legs crossed, and smiled coldly. "After all he's done, reaching 98 is quite a feat!"

"I know you hate him, but is it necessary to say that to a dying man?" Micah frowned.

"Do you have the right to say that to me?" Sadie snapped. "If the kids weren't begging me, I wouldn't even consider seeing you!"

"I know." Micah nodded helplessly. "Apologizing excessively is just insincere. Now, I'm begging you. Let me take the kids to see Raymond one last time." "No." Sadie refused outright.

"Raymond has made many mistakes, but he's paid for them," Micah said, getting anxious. "He killed Nick as a form of repentance, and to make amends to you."

"Amends?" Sadie laughed. "You sound like he did something good. Didn't he kill Nick himself because he didn't want her to die at my hands?"

"The police had already arrived. If you had shot her, you would have been taken away and faced legal consequences," Micah frowned. "No matter how powerful the James Group is, it still has to follow the law." "Even if I had to go to jail, I wanted to kill that bitch with my own hands," Sadie shouted. "Raymond killed her, and I didn't get any sense of revenge. How is that amends to me?"