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.

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

his wife unravel the buttons at their son's neck. "No, we had a single entrance today. Guards at the door, security by the elevators, and

his parents were speaking with him, excitedly joined the conversation with his little coos and

him, he started to cry, not keen on being stripped of his cozy

off your clothes," Mia cooed, patting the little

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

and fell silent. Soon after, her son was wailing as his clothes were peeled away. He flailed his little

to each other. "Do you think Tom showed

her, "We'll only know if he did by checking the surveillance.

given birth by now, and I bet Finley, being so obsessed with lineage, would have Tom pass messages to him in prison somehow. Should we have the prison guards keep a closer watch on Finley?" "Don't worry, Chad's

were still including him in the conversation, ceased crying and

him on the bed, gently holding his hand and watching as he responded to them. "Look, honey, we've tricked him into thinking he's part of the

rough, but Mia yearned to shower him with affection. She restrained herself,

to Maplewood Estates with her child. Naomi eventually persuaded Mrs. Calder to leave,

material. Now, between absences and leaves, her textbooks seemed paler than her face. Anya occasionally

solution to a bad

the familiar figure with a backpack approaching, took a deep breath

Molly, and she noticed that Grandma Aubree and Grandpa Elmer's opinions

deciding to cook for Chad. Confident in her culinary skills, she was frustrated that Chad never gave her the opportunity to taste her cooking. What if she anonymously sent meals to Chad? Would he eat them? If he found the flavor appealing, would his detective 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

the time the duty officer gave chase, she had

officer returned to the station and noticed the name written on

immediately; this was Officer Chad's lunch. Just then, he saw Donnie returning from a

come here a sec," the

sprinted over. "What's up,