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."

his position and hurried out of the car. "Ms. Mia,

his gaze. Once Wesley was out, she tried to place

was soothing, making Wesley wonder what it was like for Andre to have such a woman

Mia puff her cheeks, an involuntary gesture, caught

you can talk to me. Let's go inside; it's

looking to Una with

expose your superior's crimes, right? Talking to Ms. Mia will clear your name just the same." Wesley wasn't looking for this, whispering to Una, "The

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

a few steps ahead, turned, "If you don't trust me, you

of his purpose in Havenbrook: to infiltrate the Cedillo family and

before him; it would be

he followed

into a sly

Mia entered, leaning against the iron

stepped into the Cedillo family's

reached for the gate, closing

"Ms. Mia,

smiled casually, "We've had some troublemakers around; we lock up for our

guided the visitor further in, then discreetly left. The courtyard revealed

eyes gleaming with cunning, "I hear you're quite interested in whether my son has been kidnapped."

turned to find Una,

were just rumors,

come show this gentleman you haven't been

appeared with

seeing his mother from afar, flailed his arms, seeking her

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