"Did they leave?" At this moment, Ss hurried out to check.
"They''ve already left, Ss," Rn reported.
"Grandpa Clemens is furious, so be careful," Ss reminded before turning back to the house.
"I''m in for it now."
Andrew knew that even though Ss didn''t explicitly say it, Grandpa Clemens could tell that it was his interference that prevented his men from handling things promptly, leading to the eagle flying into the house. Now that Grandpa Clemens is angry, he''s definitely going to deal with him.
"At most, he''ll give you a few hits," Rn patted his shoulder, reassuringly saying, "Grandpa Clemens is old and won''t draw blood."
"Take the children to their rooms first." Micah gestured.
The butler and several maids hurried forward to take the three children back to their rooms.
Mia had stopped crying, but she was still cold all over, her little face pale.
"Don''t be afraid. Daddy''s here, and everything will be fine," Micah hugged her, gentlyforting her. Mia, go rest in your room. Daddy will handle things ande to be with you soon."
"Okay." Mia''s little face still had tear marks, but she bravely nodded.
Micah turned to look at Noah, his eyes full of concern, but he just asked, "Are you okay?"
Noah shook his head in a daze, not saying a word.
"That eagle was so scary," Nathan said, holding Coco, who was trembling and still shaken. "We were already half scared to death when we heard the noise in the car earlier, and today, it actually flew into our house." Mia was scared again and on the verge of tears.
"Don''t be afraid, Mia, I won''t say anything more," Nathan hurriedly reassured her.
"Daddy, who does that eagle belong to?" Noah asked, furrowing his little brows.
"I''ll exin to youter," Micah said, gently rubbing his son''s head. "Let''s head back to the room for now."
"The butler!" Grandpa Clemens signaled discreetly.
The butler immediately led a few maids, coaxing the three children upstairs.
"When will Dahlia arrive?" Grandpa Clemens asked Ss.
"I called her; she''s on her way with a child psychologist; it shouldn''t be long," Ss respectfully replied.
"Good." Grandpa Clemens nodded, then turned to Andrew, who had entered, angrilymanding, "Kneel!"
Andrew trembled in fear, quickly lowering his head to kneel.
n and the other eight bodyguards knelt neatly in two rows behind him.
"And you." Grandpa Clemens red at Rn.
"Me?" Rn looked bewildered. "Sir, I didn''t do anything..."
Before he could finish his exnation, he saw Ss shaking his head and gesturing at him.
He immediately shut his mouth and knelt on both knees.
With a crisp and forceful sound, the eight attendants he brought also knelt neatly behind him.
Grandpa Clemens gave them a sharp nce, then turned to focus on Micah. "Tell me honestly, what''s going on?"
Micah frowned and lowered his eyes, emotions brewing...
He had been evasive before, not wanting to confront The James Group directly and especially not wanting Grandpa Clemens to know Sadie''s identity.
But today, that foolish woman Sadie had barged into the house, causing such amotion that Grandpa Clemens couldn''t ignore it any longer.
Grandpa Clemens had navigated the business world for decades, and nothing can escape his keen eye. The first time he spotted that silver Rolls-Royce on the mountain road, he suspected it belonged to someone from The James Group. Despite instructing inquiries to be made, Micah''s people continued to obfuscate the situation.
He had long harbored suspicions about something amiss.
However, after Sadie''s incident, Grandpa Clemens significantly eased his control over Micah, paying no heed to many matters. Little did he anticipate that his leniency would embolden individuals from The James Group to the point of doorstep provocations.
Instead of promptly addressing the issue, Micah''s associates opted for mediation-an approach that, to Grandpa Clemens, hinted at an underlying problem.