Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre passed the drink to the passing servant. "Give this to Mia. If she asks where I am, tell her I'm in the study."

The servant, very obedient, always followed her employer's instructions without question.

Soon, Mia and Molly went to the living room arm in arm. Mia was still talking on the way, "Trust me. I know my husband." There was an unmistakable pride in her voice as she said this. The servant intercepted them, holding out Mia's personalized glass. "Ms. Mia, this is prepared for you by the chef."

Upon seeing the glass, Mia knew that she was supposed to have the healthy drinks of hers again. She waved it off lazily. "You can drink it for me."

Before the servant could respond, she asked, "By the way, where's my husband?"

Following Andre's instructions, the servant informed them that he was in the study.

Mia, pulling Molly along, made her way towards the study. The servant was left standing with the untouched drink.

Once at the door, Mia lightly knocked and Andre's voice promptly responded.

As Mia pushed open the door, her cheerful call 'Honey' instantly lifted Andre's spirits. Having eavesdropped on their conversation earlier, Andre was well-prepared for their visit. Molly, without beating around the bush, directly addressed her issue to Andre, "I've got something to tell you, but it's just a hunch..."

Molly repeated her earlier conversation to Andre.

Andre paused. "The day before yesterday?"

Molly nodded.

Both Andre and his wife had the same suspect in mind: Tom. Mia rechecked her own assumptions with Molly's and found them to match perfectly.

"Does Chad know?" Andre asked.

Chad doesn't seem to believe me." Molly asked, "Do you believe

gave Molly the courage she

his sister being afraid of him,

very surprised.

got it instantly. "Oh, I get it. Chad doesn't want Molly to get involved in dangerous matters, just like you used to keep us

the bewildered Molly, "Could it be that Chad went back to work immediately after

seriousness at the previous night when she

instant, she also realized the truth. "Andre, I want

slightly and Molly turned to

wife,

his gaze, gave him a sweet smile. "What's

"Why did you ask

"I'm a good girl. I always stay out of dangerous matters. I handle what I can and let my husband handle

Andre who had turned his

petite wife to sit on his lap. Once seated, Andre's one arm wrapped around Mia's waist while the other

lips. Her moist, cool lips pressed against his dry, chapped ones, like

who initiated

number. "Chad, are you

neck slightly. He had just finished dinner and his neck was feeling tired.

I don't want you to investigate. I'm just worried about

his chair, letting his neck relax. He had been working hard all day and was feeling fatigued. Closing his eyes, he visualized Molly's expressions as she voiced her concerns. A smile

time not only did Molly feel something was off, but he also

is done. There will be a

up with joy. "Really? Are you