Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Anya's cheeks turned a deep shade of crimson when she heard Leo refer to Chad as "your Chad." She cast her eyes downward, ready to start the game, and then the full implication of Chad's words hit her.

If Chad was a "glitch" in the system, this glitch somehow managed to not only restore her rank after every downfall but also level her up. Such miracles don't just happen unless Chad, the so-called "glitch," was secretly grinding through the levels every time she faced a setback.

Was it possible that she was such a terrible player, always dragging her team down and causing them to lose ranks? Maybe Chad felt guilty and took it upon himself to carry them back up through the ranks every single time.

Lost in thought, Anya sat there staring into space until Leo caught her daydreaming. "Earth to Anya, you okay?"

"I don't want to play anymore, Chad," Anya declared suddenly.

Leo glanced at her screen, checking if anyone had spilled the beans. He had warned them all-if anyone dared to tell his "girlfriend" about him secretly leveling up their ranks, they'd face his wrath online.

"Did someone say something to you?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"It's nothing like that. I just... lost interest. Maybe I'm more cut out for Candy Crush and Poker," Anya clarified, her tone soft but resolute.

Leo checked her phone again, confirming no one had breached their pact. "What's going on?"

"Just not feeling it anymore. Guess I'm over the whole gaming thing," Anya replied, pulling out her phone. "You keep up the good work, Chad. I'm off to binge-watch my shows."

She then opened a pack of snacks, munching away as she got lost in her drama series.

For Anya, a girl who had never been picky with food and had the metabolism of a hummingbird, having snacks by her side meant she could keep eating endlessly.

partly on the girl so engrossed in her series. He smiled softly before heading to the kitchen to fetch her a glass of warm water. Anya was so

cooled, Leo gently reminded her, "Anya, maybe cut down on the snacks a

fruits can cause heatiness too,"

dipped below the horizon, Mr. Hansen called Anya. "Kiddo, the sun's gone to dinner.

staying late at the office with Chad, Grandpa,"

with a workaholic? Let me send a car for

"I can't, Grandpa. I don't want to leave Chad by himself. It would be

looks. "Our dad's wasting his breath. Anya's the only one who genuinely cares about not leaving Leo alone," Mia observed. "Exactly. Anya won't come home, not even if Leo has to

"That boy's struck

was ready to leave the Hansen residence after dinner, Mia excused herself

the night shift. Better not linger." Hansen expressed his disappointment, "Another night shift?" After a moment of paternal concern for his son-in-law, he called out, "Molly, walk Chad out, will you?" Caught off guard, Molly protested,

usually reserved for Leo-Molly capitulated,

with Molly, grateful for the

soothing her son back to comfort, stood by Hansen, remarking, "Who would've thought? Dad's

to miss an opportunity to brag, replied, "Of

her son, offered, "Be a good boy, Henry. Don't be a

help but puff up with

his pace, "Heard you're joining the company soon. Giving up on your downtime?" Molly shrugged, "Enough slacking off. Any more and I'd turn

bums," Chad quipped, trying