Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 16 Nathan's Secret

Micah's face was a mask of ice as he turned on his heel and walked away without a word.

Sadie watched him go, her mind a whirl. 'Did he just bump into me? In a crowd this size, with his four bodyguards glued to his side, how could that be? Was it on purpose?' "Watch where you're going!" Samuel snapped.

"I'm so sorry!" Sadie's voice was barely a whisper as she pointed in the direction Micah had gone, trying to make sense of it. "Just now, Mr. Clemens...he bumped into me. It was an accident..." "You're still trying to pass the buck—"

"Mr. Brown," Andrew cut Samuel off mid-sentence, his tone as cold as steel. "Are you accusing Mr. Clemens?"

"No, no, no! I wouldn't dare..." Samuel stammered, his face a picture of panic. "I meant her... No, I meant myself. I wasn't watching where I was going."

"That's more like it." Andrew nodded, a satisfied look on his face. Then he added sternly, "Be mindful of your steps, especially in the cafeteria. And don't waste food!"

"Yes, sir!" Samuel bobbed his head like a puppet on strings.

Sadie couldn't help but feel a little thrill of delight at Samuel's groveling.

Finally, this despicable man had met his match. Maybe now he'd leave her alone!

As he saw Sadie's secret glee, Micah's lips twitched in a barely-there smirk.

As the elevator doors slid shut, his phone buzzed to life. He answered curtly, "Talk."

"Mr. Clemens, we've apprehended Panther, but he's not carrying the chip. It's likely stashed elsewhere. No matter how hard I press him, he's not giving up a word. It looks like we'll have to resort to some extreme measures!" "These people are devil-trained. Torture won't crack them," Micah instructed. "Check the surveillance at Ruby Plaza. See if he passed it to another accomplice."

"Yes, sir. On it!"

***

Back at home, Sadie was delighted to find that Brenda had whipped up a delicious dinner, and the family of five was happily digging in.

Coco fluttered onto Mia's shoulder, nuzzling her cheek with its tiny head.

Mia offered it a sunflower seed, but instead of nibbling happily as usual, Coco just shook its head and hiccupped incessantly.

Mia noticed Coco's food dish was barely touched.

"Mom, Coco hasn't eaten since last night and it keeps hiccupping. Is it sick?" Mia hurriedly said.

"What's going on?" Sadie stroked Coco's fluffy little head, noting how it hung low, looking lethargic.

"Maybe it's still shaken up from that scare at the mall the other day," Brenda suggested. "Let's take it to the vet right away."

Sadie nodded in agreement. "Yes, let's get it checked out."

Nathan looked at Coco, his brow furrowing for a moment before he finally spoke up. "Mom, actually, Coco swallowed a piece of gold. That's why it's not feeling well."

"Gold?" Sadie was taken aback.

"Yeah, a big piece...about the size of my pinky nail," Nathan demonstrated with his fingers.

Sadie was puzzled. "We don't have anything like that, do we?"

"Not from home. When we were at the mall, a man in black gave it to me..." Nathan recounted.

"Have you been watching too many cartoons?"

Noah looked at Nathan skeptically. "Are you serious?"

Nathan quickly retold the story of that day, leaving everyone speechless.

"Hahaha!" Brenda laughed. "Nathan, you weave quite the tale."

"I told you, too many cartoons," Noah teased, burying his face in his food.

"Why don't you believe me?" Nathan asked, his face flushing with frustration. "Mom, do you believe me?"

"Yes, of course," Sadie said, placing a chicken wing on his plate. "After dinner, we'll take Coco to the doctor together."

"Yes! Let's take Coco to the doctor first," Mia chimed in, more concerned about Coco than the truth.

Nathan pouted, feeling misunderstood.

***

After dinner, Sadie and the triplets took Coco to the vet.

The vet diagnosed indigestion from eating something it shouldn't have and prescribed medicine to aid digestion.

Nathan pursed his lips, thinking, 'Just wait until Coco drops that gold nugget, then you'll see I was right!' Back home...

They administered the medicine to Coco.

By the time the kids were tucked in, it was already 9:30 p.m.

Sadie, fresh from her shower, lay in bed, texting the male escort to check how his night of debt repayment was going. He replied that business was slow, with no bookings yet. Worried, Sadie drafted a detailed message, coaching him on how to charm wealthy women and close deals.

Sadie: [You shouldn't always hide behind a mask and play the cold card. While some might dig the mysterious vibe, others go for the warm and friendly type. If you're striking out, switch it up!]

Sadie: [When you're in with the rich ladies, show off that charm by peeling off your shirt, flaunting those abs and that chest, then give them a little wiggle of that perfect butt. They'll be drooling in no time.] Sadie: [And then, you've got to brag about your exceptional stamina and marathon performance...]

Toy Boy in Debt: [Exceptional stamina and marathon performance... Sounds like you're speaking from experience!]