Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia came clean, "Molly was about to get into a fight, and as her best friend, I had to have her back."

Andre raised an eyebrow, "Why was she fighting?"

"You'd have to ask her. I just got a few people together, I wasn't even there. Last night, you were still holding me close, remember?" Andre: "..."

Andre's deep-set eyes focused on his wife's chubby cheeks.

Thinking about the list his assistant gave him earlier, Andre shifted in his seat, questioning, "You sure know how to pick them, huh? Almost half of the top 40 fighters from The Silent Ring."

Mia looked down, mumbling, "If we're going to fight, we need the best, can't have amateurs getting beaten up, right?"

Andre, hearing her clearly, was once again left speechless.

After a moment, Andre asked, "She asked you to find people, why didn't she do it herself?"

Mia's chest puffed up with pride, "Well, she's not as famous as I am. When 'Auntie' here sends out a call, the fighters line up to sign up. Molly is just a small fry in The Silent Ring, she doesn't have much pull. Her calls get ignored. But when I send out a call, the system automatically boosts it to the top!"

Even while admitting her mistake, she made sure her husband knew just how influential she was in The Silent Ring.

Mrs. Cedillo's pride lasted all but two seconds before her husband's comment deflated her.

Andre: "If you're so great, you can finish your thesis on your own."

"I can't! Babe, I'm just a nobody."

Andre snorted, and Mia quickly tried to appease him, "Honey, I'm not great at all. My husband is the greatest man in the world."

Andre's lips curved up, waiting to see what else she would say.

"To me, my husband is my everything. In his eyes, I'm just a trashy little treasure."

Oh, trash can

husband's arms, turning on her kitty charm to win him over. Mia's first

tanked. In my mind, 1+1=3. With my current brainpower, how can I write a thesis? You

couldn't even get his wife to graduate. How embarrassing." Mia mimicked gossiping with a pointed finger. Andre, his arm around her waist, watched the dramatic Mia on his lap,

wrong, one you plus one me equals a family

she had known, she would have said "1+1=100," but she couldn't possibly

talk won't work, she'll have to come up with something

don't keep their word will

"Let it go

you go broke, I'll take our son and marry another rich

smile faded,

by her husband's aura that

bit her lip, not daring to

firm slap landed on her butt. "Did you

After that, she continued to bite her lips, playing the

to write her thesis because he knew Mia's nature. In less than half a year, she would certainly stir up a lot

an excuse

delivery room? Ha,

now, before even a month had passed, the first trouble had

rapidly. In the end, she held her husband's hand that had just spanked her, negotiating, "Honey, I'll give up my daily

exposed, Mia decided to go all out, "Then I've already done it, you can just beat

narrowed his eyes,

her tongue, feeling

few seconds,

change your punishment, it's for your

is enough. If you use such a severe punishment now, you won't be

keep a hold on my 'lifeline,' so I'll behave in the future and not dare to cause any trouble." Andre listened to Little Mia's earnest analysis.

problem, cause all the trouble you want, I'll clean