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!

...

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.

the roadside, two men sat inside. One used binoculars,

distance?" the 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 unnecessary act like using an umbrella on a

a classic case. He's panicked, like a deer

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

Tom didn't know if they were coming for him, but he immediately

and got

boxing champ. Be

holding a kid. What's he gonna do, fight me with his mouth?" The composed man followed

"That sounds kinda off."

"No, it's perfectly normal."

followed Tom

made them quit their banter, wary of Tom possibly hiding

child's cries

a burden, he could escape better with the child. But in his haste, he forgot

police sirens sounded closer, Tom had no choice but to dial an overseas number,

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

Old Walker's eyes instantly filled with suspicion and

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

sarcastic laughter filled the air. Everyone was in survival mode. Aligning with

most allies." A minor Walker family held no allure 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 then, the Walker family might

"Tom!"

by

"I have a condition too. Once it's done, I want Andre's son

Tom ended the call.

stood up, went to a nearby store, and bought