Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Little Billy stared at the video screen, momentarily taken aback as his dad's face appeared. His tiny tongue darted out, touching his lips before revealing a small, adorable pink tip that melted Andre's heart. Today, Billy seemed to be seeing a different version of his dad than he was used to.

Andre chuckled, "Don't you recognize Daddy anymore?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Billy's excitement grew, and he looked like he might just leap with joy.

Mia had a hard time holding onto her squirming son with one hand.

When Conner heard Andre's voice, he walked over, standing behind him with his hands clasped behind his back, leaning in to look at the lively little guy on the screen. "Son, take a look at your godfather." Faced with a stranger, Billy's excitement slowly faded, and he furrowed his brow, staring at the unfamiliar face.

Conner was puzzled. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Naomi had prepared some water, and Mia was about to feed Billy. "Honey, it's time to give the baby some water. You and Conner finish up and come home early."

After a brief exchange, the two men ended the call.

Mia cuddled her little bundle of joy close and planted a big smooch on his soft, chubby cheek.

"Oooh la la," she cooed, unable to resist showering her "little toy" with affection. "Do you think your godfather came to see you?"

"Oooh la la," Billy echoed in his baby babble.

Even though Grandpa Hansen often seemed less than friendly towards his eldest grandson, when Leo was seriously hurt, he made it a point to show no favoritism. After fussing over his younger grandson, he marched over to Leo's bedroom. "Leo, stay in bed. Grandpa's going to apply some ointment himself."

Leo was skeptical. "Grandpa, you're not going to take this opportunity for revenge, are you?"

Hansen hesitated for a moment, genuinely considering the question. "Not this time."

trouble yourself, Grandpa. I can manage on

insisted on applying the ointment himself. Brandishing his cane,

"I was only hurt in two places,

screams echoed from his room. "Grandpa, my leg wasn't broken before, but it's going to be if you keep hitting it with that

points will get the blood flowing, and your

"Even if you've got a younger grandson now, you don't have

like Leo took another beating. Anya couldn't bear to watch

going to have to rely on me! If you beat me to death, how do you expect your little grandson to

Poor thing.

a look with her adorably clueless son, finally remarking, "Your brother's

while, Hansen stretched his limbs and, leaning on his cane, briskly

a leg more

what you eat." So she made Leo a dish of pork knuckles

who had been eyeing the pork knuckles eagerly. "Mia, when does Uncle get off work? I think I'll

Andre waited for news. "Why haven't we made

day, now took on a more serious demeanor as evening approached. "Don't we already know about the

"Who bridged the

aback. "There's a

dark, and the city lights began to illuminate the bustling metropolis, Andre found comfort in the cool, dark, and quiet atmosphere. He slightly turned his chair to face his friend. "One can't get in, the other can't get out. There's no trace of them on the dark web. The Walker family doesn't know about the

somehow learned about the Walker family's restless movements and wanted to join forces, he'd need to make contact and collaborate. So, how did he make that contact? And how did they collaborate? Even with VPN technology, it's nearly impossible to find Old Walker's private contact details

what evidence did he provide to make the Walker family trust

Andre had spoken all day, pondering the numerous doubts. The "bridge-builder" certainly wasn't clean! If they were going to act, they'd do it thoroughly and in one

listened quietly, finally understanding why Andre had been hesitant

seemed they hadn't yet gotten to the