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.

used binoculars, keeping a close watch on Tom, adjusting the focus

the driver mocked his companion. With just a few hundred meters between them and no obstructions,

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

his phone, "Let's call the cops,

didn't know if they were coming for

glances and got out of the

composed, concealed his weapon, "Remember, Tom's a boxing champ. Be careful, or you might

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

"That sounds kinda off."

"No, it's perfectly normal."

bickering duo followed Tom into the

them quit their banter, wary of Tom

child's cries

of a burden, he could escape better with the child. But in his haste, he forgot the child was still young, needing food and

baby's cries waned and police sirens sounded closer, Tom had no choice but to dial an overseas number,

asked, "Did you succeed?" Tom glanced at the baby girl in his arms and decided to play his card. "Mr.

are you implying?" Old Walker's eyes instantly

"Don't worry, I haven't betrayed you. But you need to do another favor 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 the money." Wesley, detecting Tom's

was in survival

at 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

"Tom!"

by

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

Tom ended the call.

silent from hunger, he stood up, went to a nearby store, and bought a bottle