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

When Micah returned to the room, he passed by Ella's room. The door was slightly ajar. A bodyguard stood not far away in the corridor, his eyes glancing in that direction. Micah hesitated as he stepped up the stairs and turned to knock on Ella's door.

"Mr. Clemens!" Two nurses hurried over to open the door.

"Has she sleep already?" Micah didn't enter.

"No, Ms. Lingston has been waiting for you," A nurse said with a smile, then stepped back.

'Waiting for me?' Micah thought.

Micah was a bit curious, so he walked in slowly.

In the room, Ella was wearing a white lace nightgown, with her long hair cascading down. She was busy at the table mixing something. Light purple smoke slowly wafted, emitting a fresh fragrance.

Beneath the thin smoke, Ella's fresh and ethereal appearance became even more charming. She looked up at him with a gentle smile and gestured. "Grandpa Clemens said you have trouble sleeping, so I made some lavender essential oil for you to place in your room to help you sleep."

"Thanks."

Micah nodded and gestured for Andrew to come in. Then, he took Ella's essential oil and aromatherapy lamp.

"Get rest early." Ella didn't say much, just gazed gently at Micah.

"Good night." Micah glanced at her and left.

Ella watched his back until he completely disappeared.

Back in the room, Andrew breath in relief, placing the items on the table, and asked, "Shall we light it up?" "Go ahead."

For the past two years, Micah had been having nightmares every night. His mental state was indeed not as good as before. Grandpa Clemens had mentioned several times that Ella had a method to help, but he had not acted upon it. Since she had prepared it today, he decided to give it a try.

"It looks like it's going to rain tonight." Andrew lit the aromatherapy lamp and went to close the window. "I'll close the window for you. Go take a bath and have a good sleep."

"Okay." Micah went to the bathroom and didn't notice his phone vibrating.

After Andrew finished, he left, closing the door behind him and leaving two attendants waiting outside. Then, he went back to his room to rest.

Micah came out from the hot bath and poured a glass of wine while drying his hair. With the room's doors and windows closed, the delicate scent of lavender flowers filled the air. It indeed gave a calming effect.

He drank a few glasses of chilled wine and sat on the sofa to dry his hair.

His phone vibrated again, and it was Mr. Louis. He answered the phone, "Hello!"

"Micah, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. We need to talk." Louis demanded angrily, "You knew I liked Sadie. Why did you do that?"

"She won't like you," Micah advised, "Before you get too deep, it's better to give up."

"How do you know she won't like me?" Joe became increasingly agitated. "I hinted to her yesterday and she said we could try dating. I prepared flowers and gifts tonight, ready to confess to her formally, and you ruined it all."

"Is that so!" Micah smirked. "Great!"

"You!" Mr. Louis was furious. "Micah, I thought of you as my best friend and this is how you treat me? I'm done with our friendship!"

"Joe..." Micah was about to explain when suddenly, a loud thunderclap sounded from outside.

Immediately, a terrified scream came from the other end of the phone.

That voice was familiar.

Micah paused for a moment and asked urgently, "What was that sound?"

"It sounds like Sadie." Mr. Louis was also taken aback. "I have to go check on her."

With that, he hung up the phone.

Micah held the phone, frowning. The voice just now was indeed Sadie's, and it carried an immense sense of fear and panic.