Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

After a restful half-hour, the Cedillo household began to stir as dinner time approached. The housekeepers gently roused the family members from their naps. Before dinner, the youngest member of the family, who was still on a milk-only diet, needed to be fed until he was plump and content.

Hansen glanced around the table, noting the absence of one of the young ones. "When's Anya getting back?" he asked.

Leo replied, "I think Mrs. Calder wants to stick around Havenbrook with Anya. I'll ask her when I pick Anya up for her tutorial tomorrow."

Hansen nodded in understanding.

Naomi chimed in, "It's not convenient for them to stay in Havenbrook, and it's tough to be a full-time chaperone. Anya's in college now; she needs space to grow."

Leo suggested, "You're telling me, but that won't do much. You should talk to Anya's mom."

Naomi nodded, realizing she indeed needed to have a chat with Mrs. Calder.

After dinner, the family spent some time playing with the little one who had woken up from his nap, before retiring for the night.

Molly's heart was torn between her own home and the Byrne family where she was staying.

"Bro, you better not let Vivian sleep over at our place," she warned Chad.

Fresh out of the shower with his hair still dripping, Chad was video chatting with Molly while drying his hair in front of the mirror. "She left before I got back, didn't even see her."

Jade, who had a bit of a crush on Chad, replied eagerly, "Uh-huh, bro, stop blow-drying your hair, just towel it off."

Chad looked at Molly, who was practically swooning over him, and a smile he couldn't suppress curled at his lips.

In another bedroom, Mia was cradling her limp son in her arms. The little guy was wide awake, curiously observing the world around him after a day full of sleep.

tiger shoes from her son's feet and slipped them off. She began unbuttoning his

buttons at their son's neck. "No, we had a single entrance today. Guards at the door, security by the elevators, and all greetings were handled by us. Tom and

parents were speaking with him, excitedly joined

not keen

no more crying. Mommy won't take off your clothes," Mia cooed, patting the little one's back to

down and put him to bed. He's a hefty little thing,

after, her son was wailing as his clothes were peeled away. He flailed his little arms in protest, but his cries went

was settled in bed, the couple spoke softly to each other. "Do

edge of the bed, Andre grasped their son's tiny hand and assured her, "We'll only know if he did by checking the surveillance. Even if he did show up, he wouldn't

Holly must have given birth by now, and I bet Finley, being so obsessed with lineage, would have Tom pass messages to him in

still including him in the conversation, ceased crying and began

lay beside him on the bed, gently holding his hand and watching as he responded to them. "Look, honey, we've tricked

a kiss seemed too rough, but Mia yearned to shower him with

with the Cedillo family, Mia returned to Maplewood Estates with her child. Naomi eventually persuaded Mrs. Calder to leave, and Anya once again settled in

some of the material. Now, between absences and leaves, her textbooks seemed paler than her face. Anya occasionally took notes for her, but Molly

to a bad mood? A trip

backpack approaching, took a deep breath

Molly, and she noticed that

instincts lead him to her, unveiling her affection for him? Vivian looked at the lunch she'd prepared with care, imagining a scenario where Chad seeks her out, touched by her gesture, the image of him being won over played in her mind. She sealed the lunch container and took

time the duty officer gave chase, she had

the station and noticed the name written on

Officer Chad's lunch. Just then, he saw Donnie returning from a

the officer

over.