Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 565

Lounging back without a care for appearances, Leo drawled, "Mia, thanks for having such faith in me. So, I'm some kind of superhero in your eyes, huh?"

Mia blinked her sparkling eyes, still a bit uncertain. "Did I guess wrong?"

Molly propped her chin in her hand, eyeing Leo with all seriousness. "I can't picture you being that accomplished either."

Leo: "..."

Andre traced his fingers over his son's tiny palm, playing with the little guy nestled in his arms. His gaze fell on Leo, eyes cool, voice firm. "What were you up to this afternoon?" "Arguing with trolls online."

Leo whipped out his phone, pulled up his account, and handed it to Andre as if to show he was seriously taking on his critics.

Naomi massaged her temples, exasperated. "Andre, would you please deal with Leo? He's in his twenties and hasn't got a thing to show for it, just fooling around. Get him to come to the office and do some actual work with you." Leo: "I'm not going."

"Who's going to take over the business if you don't?" Andre's displeasure was palpable.

Leo glanced at his baby brother. "Well, there you go. Keeping it in the family."

Andre looked down at his son, who was yawning adorably with his tiny mouth, Henry's crystal-clear eyes staring back at his father in a daze.

Mia chimed in, "My husband's been grooming you for over a decade. If you don't step in, all his hard work goes to waste."

Leo shrugged. "Uncle's still young; he can groom another."

Naomi questioned her son. "What will you do when you're old, having wasted your life away?"

Leo smirked. "I'll have Henry support me."

At that comment, a thump landed on Leo's back from his mother. Naomi's frustration was evident. "Why did I even have you!"

began to eat, the room filled with

office tomorrow." His statement, devoid of

defiant, softened his tone only for Andre, his fear of his uncle since childhood evident. "I

with icy firmness. "Did I ask for your

The noisy dining

"older brother" or "uncle" like Andre, she doubted she'd ever escape his grip. The

Molly. "Molly, can you send me Anya's number? I need to

territorial. "No way. Whatever you need to ask Anya,

half-reclining on the couch, overheard and decided to step

evidence Anya gave me today, I suspect it wasn't

the Gordon family's

was sitting in the living room when her phone rang with

the

through. "Anya, it's Chad,

I know it's you." Anya cheerfully acknowledged with

Chad: "..."

and even the composed Officer Chad found himself charmed by the endearing "uncle."

uncle wants to ask you something," Chad's

Uncle, please don't go after him. He just did me

remind him not to take the wrong path. If you don't want to tell uncle who he is,

"Goodbye."

hacker was, but his mood was surprisingly light. "Anya's

the Gordon residence, Anya quickly redialed

said, kept calling him 'uncle,'

for the praise, Chad." Leo's compliment was sweeter than any

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