Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly sidled up to her sister, with her hand covering her mouth, and whispered, "This was your idea, wasn't it?"

Mia lowered her head, continuing to sip her hot milk, equally quietly replying, "Just tell me if these two are a good match."

Molly glanced at Leo, and then at the innocent-looking Anya. "Naomi, I think you have a point."

Mia chuckled under her breath.

At the opportune moment, Molly began recounting a gruesome story Chad had once told her, "Chad once told me about a girl who lived alone. She was targeted by a criminal, who stalked her daily, and finally attacked in her home. She was brutally murdered and her body was chopped into pieces and stored in a refrigerator."

Anya was horrified, "Aunt, I'll hire someone."

Molly continued her vivid narration, "Chad also told me about a case where a maid and her family conspired to commit a crime..."

Andre put down his phone, looking at his "mastermind" wife. She and Naomi had stepped away for a moment, but upon returning, Naomi's attitude had completely changed. Molly had only been close to her for a few seconds, but already stories of various murders were pouring from her mouth.

"Mia, what's your opinion?" Andre's eyes showed no emotion. He purposely asked his wife who was hiding behind him.

Mia was called out by her husband. "Ah? I definitely follow my husband's lead." Upon finishing, she flashed her husband a sweet smile.

Hansen also figured out what was going on. He pondered for a while, if Anya's family would be a good match for his grandson. Would Anya's horoscope align with his grandson's?

The old superstitious man was conflicted. In the end, he spoke, "I think Naomi has a point."

Andre looked at Anya, who was now thoroughly scared by Molly's stories - dismemberment, kidnapping, murder, basement imprisonment, human organ trafficking.

He said to Anya, "I'll phone your parents and discuss this. If they agree, I'll take you to the hotel to collect your luggage later."

home with Mia. Leo's free anyway. Didn't you just give him a car? Let him take Anya to

the word "mom", ".... Mom, you really

his phone to communicate with Anya's family. Mr. Calder was Andre's top fan, so he never

the Cedillo family, it won't be a problem. It's just a bit of a hassle

you're worried about Anya's safety, I can go along with a maid to

on the other side. He said to his "fanatic fan" Mr. Calder, "Mr. Calder, you discuss with your wife again, and let

phone, and everyone was

quickly avoided his

her parents. She got up and went to the

Let her stay

We're already taking care of three children.

chef to the

Anya move her luggage. The only thing he was happy about was that the car was

dragged his little Mia to his

out her tongue, avoiding his gaze. "What do I need

softly pinching her rosy cheeks. "How did you manage to persuade Naomi

"I did not."

did you figure out that Anya

pouted, "Darling, you

said, "You've only met

that night, and you wouldn't have brought her to our house. Home is a private place. You don't like people you don't care about intruding." Andre asked, "And how did you figure out Leo and

Little Leo, and the other is called Chubby Anya. What

the bush," Andre

through his. "It's not fair for all of us to be