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

Chapter 1340
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Chapter 1340 Micah's Will Since Raymond passed away, Silas had been laying low at the villa, only stepping out when Micah called for him. During Micah's two-month treatment, Silas would occasionally take charge. He didn't know the details of Micah's situation, but he had a feeling it was pretty serious.

When Micah finally showed up again, Silas had been waiting for him to reach out. Last night, after a call from Andrew, Silas couldn't sleep, feeling like something big was about to happen. So, he showed up at the villa early this morning. He ran into the three kids coming back from Hillside Villa, chatted with them for a bit, and then watched them race upstairs to find Micah, a warm smile on his face.

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Raymond had loved those kids more than anything. Every tSilas saw them, he felt a spark of hope for the future of the Clemens Group. He kept telling himself not to overthink it-everything would be fine; Micah was fine, the Clemens family was fine, everything was fine.

"Silas," Micah called out, coming downstairs in a comfy casual outfit.

"Mr. Clemens," Silas greeted him, noticing how much weight Micah had lost. "It's only been a bit over two months. How'd you get so thin?" "Successful weight loss," Micah joked.

Silas couldn't laugh, managing only a slight smile. "I just saw the three kids. They've grown up and are super cute." "Yeah, kids grow up fast," Micah agreed. He sat down, and Rebecca immediately called for breakfast.

"I had tea with Ryan the other day. He mentioned you cback to the company a couple of weeks ago," Silas said, watching Micah closely. "How are you? Is your health holding up?" "I should be asking you that," Micah replied with a slight smile. "At your age, taking care of yourself is crucial." "I'm okay. I've been recovering, and my leg is almost healed," Silas reassured him, but he couldn't shake his worry about Micah's weight loss.

Micah sipped his coffee in silence as breakfast was served. "Let's eat first. We can talk in the study afterward." "Sure," Silas replied, his mood turning serious, his appetite fading.

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They had a simple breakfast and then headed to the study. Rebecca had already set up sfine tea and desserts and then quietly left.

Andrew wheeled Silas in and stood by, a stack of documents waiting on the coffee table. Micah handed them to Silas, who was stunned as he read through them.

"What's this?" Silas asked, bewildered. "Mr. Clemens, what's going on?" "I talked to the doctor. Your health is good, and barring any major incidents, you've got a decade or more ahead," Micah said, taking another sip of coffee. "So, I had Anthony draw up a will. If something happens to me, guardianship of my three kids will go to you. You have to helpraise them well!" "Mr. Clemens," Silas was shocked, his hands trembling, "What's going on? Please don't scare me."

"Nothing to worry about," Micah replied with a small smile, trying to seem casual. Just a precaution, you know?"

"A precaution for what?" Silas was visibly shaken. "You're still youngn The future of the Clemens Group depends on you. You can't fall." As he spoke, Silas's breathing becrapid. Andrew quickly brought him smedicine.

"What's happening?" Silas didn't direct his distress at Micah, instead demanding answers from Andrew. He lightly tapped the back of Andrew's head, seeking clarification.