Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"Time's running out; any later and we'll raise suspicion."

Mia didn't give her family a chance to refuse as she thrust her little bundle of joy into Naomi's arms. "Naomi, hold my son for a bit, will you?"

Mia and Leo exchanged a knowing look. "We're counting on you," she said before hurrying out the door with Una following close behind.

Wesley glanced at his watch again-fifteen minutes had passed. Unease crept in, his only source of news being the maid he had persuaded to his side earlier. He wasn't ready to give up, though, the anticipation gnawing at him. Soon, the door opened, and a woman in a soft yellow sweater and a flowing skirt stepped out.

Wesley's eyes locked onto her, a flicker of recognition sparking. It was her!

Andre's wife, in the flesh. He had always wondered what kind of woman could captivate such a man entirely.

Lost in thought, he barely noticed the maid following her out.

Wesley squinted, sensing something amiss.

Then, Mia approached the car.

"Ms. Mia, this gentleman here is the employee from Mr. Andre's company who's been falsely accused, as I mentioned before."

Wesley looked up, scrutinizing Mia through the car window. Her bright eyes were as clear as a lake. Her cheeks were plump, and her skin was fair, making her look like an overgrown student.

She was... even more beautiful than in the photos.

Wesley's eyes roamed over Mia, finding her far more appealing than the typical, thin figures popular these days, both cute and easy on the eyes.

Suddenly, Wesley felt a pang of... reluctance.

Una tapped on the car door, alerting Wesley, "Buddy, this lady here is Mr. Andre's wife."

hurried out of the car.

husband's employees?" Mia had felt a chill from his gaze. Once Wesley was out, she tried to

voice was soothing, making Wesley wonder what it was like for Andre to have such a woman by his side all

cheeks, an involuntary gesture, caught Wesley's

home, but you can talk to me. Let's go inside; it's not appropriate to discuss

looking to Una with caution,

back to the hall. Had to spill about your troubles. You wanted to expose your superior's crimes, right? Talking to Ms. Mia will clear your name just the

see. But if you go, you'll probably be taken there, and you'll find

steps ahead, turned, "If you don't trust me, you might as well leave and

to infiltrate the Cedillo

before him; it would be a shame to back out

followed

sly

gates opened, and Mia entered, leaning against the iron

Tom also stepped into the Cedillo

reached for the gate,

puzzled, "Ms.

casually, "We've had some troublemakers around; we lock

further in, then discreetly left.

cunning, "I hear you're quite interested in whether

find Una, but she had

Mia, those were just rumors, nothing

"Honey, come show this gentleman you haven't

Hansen appeared with their

from afar, flailed

child wasn't kidnapped! Andre's trip overseas wasn't to track down his son