Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Leo watched over his little brother, who was struggling to find peace in his sleep. The moment Leo took him into his arms, the little guy, sensing he was no longer in his mother's embrace, burst into tears, his tearful eyes searching for Mom.

"It's okay, I've got him. He's not feeling well and only wants me right now," Mia reassured as she took her son back. Switching him from one arm to the other to ease the ache, and sometimes, she'd stand him up so his little face could nestle against her neck. Somehow, he knew it was his mom holding him, and that was enough to calm him down. "You should get some rest," she told Leo. "Uncle has a big meeting at headquarters tomorrow, and you need to be there. I'll get this little munchkin to sleep and head to bed myself."

Leo seemed to have grown overnight. He came down with a blanket, wrapping it around the little guy like a cocoon, reminiscent of his first days in the world.

"I'm not tired anymore. Let me take him so you can get some sleep," he insisted, taking the baby back into his arms.

"Don't be silly. I can sneak in a nap during class tomorrow. You've got work. Can you sneak in a nap there?" Mia teased, taking her almost awake son back. Seeing Leo's concern, she went upstairs to her bedroom, reassuring him.

The little one finally settled into a peaceful sleep in the wee hours, giving Mia a firsthand understanding of the trials of motherhood.

Mia silenced him with a shake of her head,

- and gently placed his hand on their son, a

swiftly, leaving Andre to comfort their child with gentle pats whenever he

next day, Mia left her son with a trusted friend, Molly, and headed to school with

top brass of the Cedillo Group but also international division heads and even high-profile figures like Mr. Calder and Aiden Ashford, was crucial. Yet, the intricacies of

had asked Andre, out of sheer curiosity, why he'd spun off the most profitable parts of his empire to others, especially at a time when Cedillo Inc. was poised to become a global powerhouse. His reply

to assist whenever called upon. This network of alliances, according to him, was a modern reinterpretation of ancient empires'

historical monarchs, who demanded tributes from lesser states for protection. In her eyes, Andre was investing in these

her attempts to decipher his plans only

school, Andre's parting glance was one