Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Coleen told her husband about Mr. Ashford's intentions during the day. Mr. Kendrick retorted, "He's too full of himself, thinking his son is some sort of catch. He should look at whether he matches up to Molly. I need to have a word with Molly when she comes down, tell her to keep her distance from that doctor." Coleen continued, "If we were to pick from kids in our circle, Jack isn't too shabby. He doesn't have the typical rich kid syndrome, but is dedicated to his studies. He entered the company to learn after returning home, and although his personality isn't particularly charming, he's much better than some other rich kids. Plus, he's got quite an education, but his looks are just average. All things considered, he isn't as handsome as our son."

Mr. Kendrick laughed, "So you've started prioritizing looks now."

Coleen argued, "When did I ever prioritize looks?"

Mr. Kendrick continued to advise his wife, "Do you think Molly would choose her partner based on looks or education? We should find someone suitable. According to your description, I get the impression that Jack is a bit dull. Honey, just use Chad as a benchmark when Molly is looking for a partner. If someone can surpass Chad, then we'll let Molly marry him. If not, I can support her with my pension after I retire."

Coleen laughed, "You're just trying to stir things up. In my eyes, no one can compare with my son and daughter."

The two chatted in the living room for a while, just as Molly, fresh from a shower and in her pajamas, hurried downstairs and said, "Mom, Dad, who are you comparing me and my brother to?" The two looked at each other and didn't tell Molly about their conversation.

In the evening, Chad came home. As he entered the living room and was changing shoes, he noticed his sister was missing. He called out loudly, "Molly, come see what tasty treats I've brought you."

Mr. Kendrick said with annoyance, "She's upstairs on the phone with friends. Chad, come here, I have something to tell you."

Chad placed the food he had bought in the dining room, washed his hands and sat next to his father, "What's up?"

"Go to the office tomorrow and check if the Ashford family is clean." Mr. Kendrick said.

Chad was a bit confused. Wasn't the event he attended today the opening ceremony of Ashford Inc., owned by that family?

He poured water for himself and his father, "Did anything happen with Ashford Inc.?"

Mr. Kendrick got even more upset, "Mr. Ashford's son probably has his eye on Molly."

Upon hearing this, Chad paused, and looked up at his father. Mr. Kendrick said, "Check out that Jack while you're at it."

put down his glass, and he casually asked,

upstairs, ran out of her room. She shouted, "Chad, you're back. What tasty treats

his face, "It's in the dining room. Go and see

she saw the delicious beef skewers, she

indulgent smile on his face. He watched his sister's back and whispered to his father, "I'll

next to Chad, leaning her shoulder against his. She shared her food

wanted to know who else was

to eat enough and not daring to drink beverages randomly, everything else was great. I made some new friends today." Molly showed her phone to Chad, "This is Miss Thornton from the Thornton family." Chad told her to continue eating and took Molly's phone

contact on her WhatsApp. Chad was quite

that she wasn't chatting with other guys on WhatsApp, Chad closed the phone and handed it back to her, "What

idea how brazen Mia

Mia didn't want her husband to massage her anymore. She squirmed in bed, not letting Andre

"Stop moving, you're just being lazy because your leg doesn't hurt. Wait

my legs

said calmly, "I massage you every night so

struggling. She watched her husband massage her attentively, wondering how far he would

them for you in a bit." Andre

"And my toenails are

large hand held his wife's small feet,

her face was turning red, "No need, I was just

with me. There's no part of your body that I haven't

we were

to be disturbed after

"Honey, everyone knows you're holding back now that I'm pregnant. Nobody follows the 8pm