Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chad hopped into Andre's ride, catching a glimpse of the heartwarming father-son duo. Chuckling, he mused, "When do you think Molly and I will start our own family?" Andre shrugged, "It's all about timing, man. I didn't even know my boy was coming until Mia and Cooper had a fight, and her stomach pains clued us in."

"Looks like this Finley drama can finally be put to rest," Chad observed.

"With Tom gone, the one guy who'd go to the mat for him isn't around anymore. He's definitely feeling the heat, trying to sniff out where Annabelle's hiding," Andre commented.

In the prison, Finley and Hansen sat in silence, the weight of their history and choices hanging heavy in the air.

"Tom's dead," Finley broke the silence.

"My son told me," Hansen responded, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and resolve. "He got what he deserved. Loyalty is admirable, but in the service of a villain, it's just a tool for tyranny." Dressed in his prison garb, Finley protested, "He was just following orders."

"And was Holly wrong? Was my family wrong? What did my late wife and estranged daughter ever owe you? Your actions aren't just mistakes; they're sins," Hansen's voice grew stern, his fist clenched under the table. "People are strange creatures," Finley reflected, his voice tinged with regret over the legacy he'd leave behind, in stark contrast to Hansen's wish for a simple, peaceful life for his children. "Where's Annabelle?" Finley finally asked.

"She's safe, and that's all you need to know. Her whereabouts should remain unknown to protect her," Hansen stated, his thoughts drifting to the implications of their past actions.

might have eliminated all threats. Aren't you afraid she'll seek revenge for her

cold laugh, Hansen retorted, "Revenge? For

absence of any real grievance against him from the

stood up, leaning on his cane, "I've got a grandson to dote on, no time

to

in another life," Hansen dismissed,

expression melted away into a warm smile

and Finley

time with my grandson, right Henry?" Hansen joked, making light of the grim

the Cedillo family fully acknowledged, his fate

civilian clothes, later celebrated a major

learned that his parents and grandparents had rushed to their hometown following a break-in. Molly,

their bedroom, lamenting his

tender moment between them, culminating in a kiss that