Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Juliana's eyes widened in shock. "Settling down?"

"Yeah," Coleen replied with a nod. "Dave's not getting any younger. It's time we started thinking about his future."

Juliana was barely making ends meet, her days a juggle of bills and worry. The last thing on her mind was playing matchmaker.

Coleen sat in the backyard, her laughter mingling with the chatter of the neighbors.

Vivian watched from a distance, her brows knitted in confusion. What could Juliana possibly have to discuss with her that was so amusing?

Clutching a throw blanket, Vivian stepped outside to join Coleen, curious to catch the drift of her conversation.

"Has Dave met anyone decent at college?" Coleen inquired.

After a moment of reflection, she sighed. "Not really. But no regrets. If it's not someone from school, we'll just have to take matters into our own hands. You know, Vivian's been quite the gem. She's been taking care of me at Havenbrook with such dedication and skill. She's got a good head on her shoulders, knows her way around the kitchen, and has a heart of gold. She's been like a daughter to you all these years, right? That's got to count for something.

Plus, she and Dave grew up together, thick as thieves.

Our own kids? Molly wouldn't give the time of day to anyone but her dear Chad."

Overhearing this, Vivian's eyes bulged with shock. Staring at Coleen's back, her grip on the throw blanket tightened, her teeth clenched.

Juliana questioned, "Coleen, if Vivian is so wonderful, why not set her up with Chad? If your foster daughter married into the Byrne family, with your health not allowing you to work much longer, she'd be the one calling the shots soon. Wouldn't that mean better days ahead for me?""

Coleen offered a wistful smile before replying, "Dear sister, Chad isn't as lucky as Dave to have someone like that in his life. Plus, Chad's girl... let's just say she's not exactly a catch. She's never so much as washed a dish; she expects dinner served on a silver platter. She has a temper, no skills to speak of, just a knack for whining. Spends Chad's money like water; it's always about her.

It drives me, and my husband, up the wall. Imagine having a daughter-in-law like that. It's enough to give you an ulcer.

compare her to Vivian. You don't

dripped with disdain for her "daughter-in-law" and envy for

be unbearable with such a person in the family. Seizing the moment, Coleen added, "Besides, you wouldn't have to spend

before, considering Coleen's words, the final statement hit

days, marrying off a daughter costs a fortune. Dowry money, down payment for a house, a car, jewelry - it all adds up to a hefty sum. Where would you find that kind of cash? But with Vivian, you wouldn't have to worry about any of that." Coleen knew Vivian was eavesdropping and didn't bother to hide her

the idea as petty - not worth ruining two lives

about to invite

down and remain in Havenbrook like a bad seed, Coleen felt

her son's morning advice, "Don't dirty your hands; drag her

her; she could do as her son suggested - keep

better way than to use someone she equally despised

recalling her daughter's angry words,

her instincts told her Vivian

them fight like dogs over a bone," she

I'm going to head inside before the chill gets

to me? We have no savings. If we can't go back, we'll have to return to our hometown." Coleen fell silent, her mind racing. Her daughter, impulsive as she

hadn't considered eviction, leaving them homeless and exposed to

her son, who never dirtied his hands,

can't interfere. But... Vivian seems pretty well-off."

overpowering, making Vivian seem insignificant as

of Vivian's dark thoughts

you doing this to

She