Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Leo lounged in a corner booth of the coffee shop his mom had invested in, eyes glued to his laptop screen. He'd been scrolling through online posts, but any potential barriers? His Uncle Jack could handle those with ease.

Two laptops were set up beside him, and he'd even commandeered the shop's computer. The phone call still ongoing, Leo said to Anya, "I'll send you a few IP addresses in a bit. Forward them to your aunt and uncle using your name." Anya, with her blend of innocence and sharp wits, replied, "Chad, did you find something you can't tell Aunt Sarah and Uncle Mike directly?"

"Mhm."

Leo's fingers danced over the keyboard, tracking down the person who had posted the photos. Once he had the info, he shot the domain details over to Anya. "This is the one spreading Mia's photos and stirring up hate online. Send this to Jade and just say it's from Barbara. "Why not send it to Aunt Sarah?"

"Your aunt will turn to Uncle Mike for help. He's a cop and specializes in catching these creeps."

Anya was puzzled. "I have an Uncle Mike?" What had she missed?

Meanwhile, Leo was already back on the hunt, convinced that the elusive Tom was stirring up trouble.

Sure enough, by afternoon, a smear campaign against Andre flooded the internet.

"When Andre took over Ashford Inc., young Jack Ashford didn't agree. Andre used underhanded tactics to make him disappear and secure the acquisition, all to corner the fashion market."

"And the downfall of the Marshal Group? You bet Andre had a hand in that too."

Conspiracy theories were brewing and multiplying...

wasn't too worried about the online

gazed at her baby son sleeping in her arms, a little bundle whose temperament had grown challenging. He would only sleep peacefully in her arms; the moment she set him down, he'd cry. Cradling her son,

At the sight of his wife, he looked up. "Mia, put the phone down. Take our son and get

taken down?" Her nonchalance had faded since becoming a mom, and her

eye. The risk of kidnapping or harm was too great, and his father's status could attract unforeseen dangers. Having navigated the business world for years, Andre had made plenty of enemies. His current standing meant that

down at the sweet-smelling infant with concern, "But people have already seen what he

When our boy grows up a bit, loses some baby fat, no one

a message from Anya. "Uncle, here are some real account details behind a foreign virtual

phone. "Who's this

The info's rock-solid," Anya

Mars team hadn't uncovered, yet a teenage niece's "friend" had

Noah with a single word:

In Jade's bedroom,

the perp. Take Barbara down; she's been a thorn in Mia's side since school, and now she's

this is

who worked at the police department. "Bro, Anya's already calling you 'Uncle.' Don't let

demanding niece, reviewed the video and the

in narcotics. "We've received a tip-off. Suspected drug

the afternoon, a drug den had been raided, yielding several pounds of contraband, and the dealer? It was

down, and the damaging photos had vanished. There was no telling if someone