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."

eyebrow: Oh, trash can

arms, turning on her kitty charm to win him

has tanked. In my mind, 1+1=3. With my current brainpower, how can I write a thesis? You can't

get his wife to graduate. How embarrassing." Mia mimicked gossiping with a pointed finger. Andre, his arm around her waist, watched the

wrong, one you plus one me

had known, she would have said "1+1=100,"

she'll have to come up

don't keep their word will

"Let it go

our son

little kitty accidentally stepped on the business emperor's last nerve. Andre's smile faded, his gaze sharp, his face serious as

by her husband's

lip, not daring

slap landed on her butt. "Did you

nodded weakly, "I did." After that, she continued to

Mia's nature. In less than half a year, she

trouble as an excuse to punish her, letting

him in the delivery room? Ha, Mia

month had passed,

In the end, she held her husband's hand that had just spanked her, negotiating, "Honey, I'll give up my daily gifts, okay? You write it for

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

eyes,

slipped, she bit her

was quiet for a few seconds, Mia changed her

punishment, it's for your own

light punishment is enough. If

you can't punish me too severely, you have to keep a hold

"No problem, cause all the trouble you want, I'll clean up