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.

Mia unlaced the tiny tiger shoes from her son's feet and slipped them off. She began unbuttoning his clothes and asked her husband, "With all the people who came today, do you think anyone

single entrance today. Guards at the door, security by the elevators, and all greetings

him, excitedly joined the conversation with his little coos

cry, not keen on being

Mommy won't take off your clothes," Mia cooed, patting the little one's back

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

of joy in her arms and fell silent. Soon after, her son was wailing as his clothes were peeled away. He

to each other. "Do you think

on the 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

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

him in the conversation, ceased crying and began to babble along

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 conversation!" she exclaimed with

Mia yearned to shower

stay with the Cedillo family, Mia returned to Maplewood Estates with her child. Naomi eventually persuaded Mrs. Calder

some of the material. Now, between absences and leaves, her textbooks seemed paler than her face. Anya occasionally took notes for her, but Molly found them enigmatic. Resorting to online video tutorials to catch up, Molly also had to accompany her mother to the company every few days. The hustle left Molly in a

solution to a bad mood? A trip to the

Chad, seeing the familiar figure with a backpack approaching, took

Chad's fondness for Molly, and she noticed that Grandma Aubree and Grandpa Elmer's opinions of 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 out, touched by her gesture, the image of him being won over played in her mind. She sealed the lunch container and took it to the police

the duty officer gave

station and noticed the name written on the container:

Chad's lunch. Just then, he saw

the officer called

over.