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

"Roger that."

her husband would force her or punish her.

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

"You're a bit late, she's

At the hospital.

up, making Hansen immediately

are you doing

Mia: "To visit you."

"I don't need it."

"You do."

arguing and couldn't help but laugh, "It's good for Mia to stay here with

her

left Hansen with a

pulled up a chair and

my

handed him the phone anyway. Before

picked up quickly, and it was Andre's

hospital

now. Since Mia's there, let her take

that his son was no help

were calling my husband. Don't worry, he won't come today. I sent him a long heartfelt message at

the phone and looked at the threatening message his wife had just sent on WhatsApp. It was all her sweet nothings at first, but the last sentence was the crux: piss me off, and I might not come back to

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

looked at his understanding secretary, "We're about to

an apple for Hansen in

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

I peel off the skin, you can enjoy the

keep peeling, there'll be no flesh left. Why don't you just let me

had indeed shrunk, "It's not that bad. I

else would have done it for her. She didn't have time to peel before eating; she

seen on TV that caregivers would peel fruits for patients. So she tried to do the same. "Dad, this