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.

inside. One used binoculars, keeping a close watch on Tom, adjusting the focus to catch

from this 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

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

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

sirens from afar. Tom didn't know if they

two men exchanged glances and got

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

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

"That sounds kinda off."

"No, it's perfectly normal."

followed

their banter, wary of Tom possibly hiding in

the child's cries

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

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

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,

implying?" Old Walker's eyes instantly filled

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 loyalty to Finley's lineage, expressed admiration, "Tom, I

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

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 as well change their name

"Tom!"

Walker was taken aback by Tom's threat, his

see the situation as troublesome and quickly agreed, "I have a condition too. Once it's done, I want

Tom ended the call.

at the child, now silent from hunger, he stood up,