Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mr. Cedillo really didn't want to see his grandkids anymore. He said, "In my next life, I'd rather not be human than meet you again."

Later, Andre took the three little rascals home. On the way, Mia said to him, "Honey, you've got to admit, you're partly to blame for this mess. If you had told me last night who Chad was looking for, we might not have ended up bothering people today. But since you didn't tell us and didn't let us go out, we had to find our own fun, which ended up dragging dad into it. We'll reflect on it, and you should too."

Mr. Cedillo was so pissed he felt like ripping off the steering wheel. "Mia, how about I find a hobby class for you?"

Mia shook her head, "Nah, not interested."

"Think about it. I need some peace."

"Honey, can I come help out at your office?" she started to look for things to do.

Mr. Cedillo: "If you go, I'd end up having to wait on you."

Mia thought it over and figured he might be right. But where could she go?

Suddenly, she had an idea, "You know what, why don't you just dump me and send me back to my parents'?"

The two in the backseat watched Mia in the front, who left a business tycoon at a loss. She knew Andre loved her and wouldn't just abandon her.

Once they got home, Andre went into his study and took a deep breath. His phone rang, and he was a bit nervous.

Seeing it was Chad, he picked up, "Hello."

Chad told him, "We've found all the evidence and nabbed the suspect. Mr. Cedillo, we need your help again. We can't give the Marshal family any chance to bounce back." "Okay."

Chad asked, "Molly just said you guys went to the hospital. What happened?"

"Our kids got a bit carried away and ended up sending my dad to the hospital."

"Was Molly involved this time?"

Andre: "No, not this time."

Chad breathed a sigh of relief, good that she wasn't involved.

Andre called Noah, "Freeze the funds the Marshal family raised abroad

"Roger that."

mentioned sending Mia to a hobby class, she didn't agree but she was afraid her husband would force her

him, "Dad, you have to keep an eye on Mia. Don't

said: "You're a bit late, she's already

At the hospital.

up, making Hansen

you

Mia: "To visit you."

"I don't need it."

"You do."

Mia to stay here with you. You just said you wanted to eat corns,

waved her

a

a chair and

me my

he wanted it, but she handed him the phone anyway. Before Mia could

phone was picked up quickly, and it was

hospital and take your wife

now. Since Mia's there, let her take care of

his son was

my husband. Don't worry, he won't come today. I sent him a long

WhatsApp. It was all her sweet nothings at first, but the

office and saw the smile on the president's face, "Mr. Cedillo, what did your wife do this

at his understanding secretary, "We're

peeling an apple for Hansen in the

of apple skin with flesh still attached into the trash. Mia often

peel off the skin,

left. Why don't

looked at the half-peeled apple in her hand, which had indeed shrunk, "It's not that bad. I

ate them peeled, someone else would have done it for her. She didn't have time to

seen on TV that caregivers would peel fruits for patients. So she tried