Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Andre's eyes snapped open, his voice cold and commanding, "Block the road."

Conner got up, walked over to Andre, and raised an eyebrow, "So, Hansen's crew is on the move, huh? Come on, when can I go home? I'm dying to see my son." Annoyed, Andre replied, "Tom's got a broken jaw and a busted arm. Your choice, I'll go easy on you."

Conner fell silent.

Later, Teddy called to check in, "How's the kid?"

"Who told you my son was kidnapped?" Andre's gaze shifted to Conner, who was lounging quietly on the couch.

Conner quickly cleared his name, "Who's usually the loudest and most eager to join the buzz around here? Notice he's not here this time?" Mars, again!

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Tom realized that without Holly, managing the kids alone was impossible. He cried all the way.

Passersby eyed him suspiciously, some even stealthily preparing to snap his picture, while others reached for their phones to call the police. "Back off!"

He lashed out savagely at the onlookers.

Tom kept running, feeling hostility from every direction.

Even the road to Cedar Hill was suddenly blocked.

The child in his arms kept crying, and he was injured, feeling the weight of judgmental stares all around.

Tom had to watch out for both the police and Andre's men.

He was tense, his nerves strung tight.

parked by the roadside, two men sat inside. One used binoculars, keeping a close watch on Tom, adjusting the focus to catch every

driver mocked his companion. With just a few hundred meters between them and no obstructions, Tom was clearly visible, yet here he was, using binoculars, an utterly

I'm minoring in psychology. Tom's expressions are a classic case. He's panicked,

took out his phone, "Let's call the cops, have the sirens freak him out

police sirens from afar. Tom didn't know if they were coming for him, but he immediately ducked into a nearby

exchanged glances and

his weapon, "Remember, Tom's a boxing champ. Be careful,

Mr. Big's clutches. You think he's still got his old glory? One arm's busted, the other's holding a kid. What's he gonna do, fight me with his mouth?" The composed man followed Tom's trail, "With a broken jaw, he might still take

"That sounds kinda off."

"No, it's perfectly normal."

bickering duo followed Tom into

layout made them quit their banter, wary of Tom possibly hiding in a corner and losing

the child's cries helped them

better with the child. But in his haste, he forgot the child was

the baby's cries waned and police sirens sounded closer, Tom had

Walker and his son were eagerly awaiting news from Tom. The moment the phone rang, Old Walker excitedly answered, hearing a baby's cry on the other end, imagining Andre frantically searching for his son. Excited, Old Walker asked, "Did you succeed?" Tom glanced at the baby girl in his arms and decided to play his card. "Mr. Walker, you must dread the thought of

implying?" Old Walker's eyes instantly filled with suspicion and

for me. Open a private account overseas under the name of Annabelle Ye, deposit the remaining $250 million in it. When she comes of age, she'll inherit

filled the air. Everyone was in survival mode. Aligning with anyone

for Tom. Glancing at the infant in his arms, he added, "Andre's son is with me. If you can't meet my demands, I'll just reconcile with the Cedillo family and lay all blame on you. By

"Tom!"

Walker was taken aback by Tom's threat, his anger

have a condition too.

Tom ended the call.

child, now silent from hunger, he stood up, went to a nearby