Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 618

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!

...

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.

nondescript sedan parked by the roadside, two men sat inside. One used binoculars, keeping a close watch on

just a few hundred meters between them and no obstructions, Tom was clearly visible, yet here he was, using binoculars, an utterly unnecessary

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

down his binoculars and took out his phone, "Let's call the cops,

know if they were

two men exchanged glances and got out of

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

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

them quit their banter, wary of Tom possibly hiding

the child's cries helped them keep

the child. But in his

and police sirens sounded closer, Tom had no choice but to dial

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 Andre maliciously

Walker's eyes

in it. When she comes of age, she'll inherit the money." Wesley, detecting Tom's

air. Everyone was in survival mode. Aligning

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 then,

"Tom!"

by

situation as troublesome and quickly agreed, "I have a condition too. Once

Tom ended the call.

stood up, went to a nearby store, and bought a bottle of

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