Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

She couldn't just ignore the past. After all, there was a life waiting for her to uncover the truth - the life of her biological mother!

Molly gripped her fork tighter.

In the afternoon, she didn't return to the Byrne residence but rather to the Cedillo's. Alone, she quietly entered the room where her mother's portrait was kept.

When Leo returned home in the afternoon, he saw Molly was there. Coincidentally, Mia had to go for a medical checkup the next day. Her last medical report was at the Cedillo's, so she decided to spend the night there as well.

The three of them bumped into each other on the porch. "Oh, what a coincidence. We're all here."

Mia, oblivious to Molly's unusual mood, waved at her husband. "Honey, look, the three of us are together again."

Molly interrupted, "Enough, Mia. I need to discuss something serious with you."

Mia stopped. Her cheerfulness was subdued. Just moments ago, she was Andre's sweet little wife. Now, she was back to being the serious Mia. "What's up?"

Molly took a deep breath. "You may have to help me with something. Leo said only you could help."

Leo knew what Molly was planning. He was hesitant. What Molly said made sense, but he was still worried. If Mia wasn't pregnant, he would immediately support Molly's plan. But now, Leo was worried. He couldn't bear the responsibility if anything happened to anyone. In Molly's bedroom, Mia sat on the bed, now with the posture of a expecting mother.

Molly started, "Mia, I need you to help me find someone. Tom."

Mia looked at Molly in surprise.

Molly took a deep breath. "Don't tell anyone else. It's enough if only the three of us know."

for her. They would act like when Mia was in

a compelling reason to

you want to find

records from back then in my brother's office. All those suspected of kidnapping

Mia had learned quite a

evidence to implicate him. And I might be the only person who has seen the mastermind behind it all. If it's not the Walton family, but someone else, then even if Tom is captured, the real culprit is still at large. But if it is the Walton family, Andre and Chad can proceed with the case based

pursed her lips, considering the feasibility of this

"I believe that whether they're good or bad, memories are precious. Mia,

frowned. "Slow down. Let

fearing her refusal, said, "Mia, I want to find the person who

in my mother's room all afternoon. There's only a black and white photo of her in there. She has such a warm smile. If she were alive, she would be a kind-hearted, warm old lady

me, and because she wanted to accompany her daughter on a lonely, cold journey, she left this world." As she spoke, Molly's eyes reddened again. She

her

and nasal voice, continued, "Mia, I don't want my mother's death to be in vain. Whether the Walton family is the culprit or not, I need to personally find out. My two brothers are also waiting for my validation. They've

and your Byrne family parents, they won't be able to handle it. Molly, you're not just Molly anymore. Don't forget you're also living

regain your memories, but what if you don't get your memories back and instead fall into danger? Would your mother in heaven be willing

Tom is not just a simple driver. You've said it yourself. He might be the one who hit Chad with his car. After that incident, even with so many police officers involved, they couldn't solve the case. That suggests he's done this many times. He's

think Mia has a point. Your mother's dying wish was

time, there was a disagreement in their small group. Molly looked at the two of them, who were not on her side. She was the only one insisting. At this moment, she didn't know what to do. It was as if she was back in the past, when Andre was searching for her alone. Everyone told Andre that his sister might not be in this world anymore, but

and Leo exchanged glances. They were also at a loss. The three of them sat in silence in the room, each considering

broke the silence. It was Andre calling Mia for prenatal music

up. "Molly, take tonight to

Mia gave Leo a meaningful look, asking him to take