Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly and Mia emerged from the back, helping Hansen as they walked ahead.

Leo, cradling Henry, ambled towards the dining room, calling over a servant, "Go fetch Anya for dinner."

Before long, Anya entered the dining room, her head bowed, her long hair hiding half her face.

Leo glanced at her and then nudged the little bundle in his arms towards her. "Want to play with Henry? Just saved him for you."

Henry, with his chubby little hand, was ready to cause trouble, reaching for Anya's hair. But his brother grabbed his hand, "Hey, are you looking for trouble?"

"Ah ah babble babble," Henry babbled.

Leo, unfazed, teased, "What's all this babbling about? Can't talk properly but still loves to chatter."

Mia and Molly exchanged a knowing look, silently admiring Leo's calm demeanor and acting skills.

When Henry tried to approach Anya again, she dodged, and this time Leo noticed. "Anya, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

Anya shook her head.

Leo was about to lift Anya's hair to check her face when Andre, from across the table, grabbed Henry's booster seat. "Henry, come here, sit with Dad." Andre walked over, taking his beloved son from Leo's arms. Noticing a hair tie on Mia's wrist, Leo called out, "Mia, let Anya use your hair tie. It's hard to eat with hair all over the place."

Mia untied it and handed it to Leo. "This hair tie was just to entertain my son. Here you go."

Leo stood up, leaned across the table to take it, then handed it to the downcast Anya. "Put it on."

"Mm, Chad, I don't want to~"

lifted her hair. "Did

"No-"

sudden mood swings

whole family was seated, with

glass for a toast. "Today, it's just us, no big or small matters. Let's celebrate Leo's promotion to

hiding his sorrow in the festive atmosphere, joked, "Oh, so I'm the star today. You guys could have shown more sincerity! A gift or something would have been nice, instead of just a meal to celebrate." Mia was silently empathetic, unsure why

was at a loss for words,

is enough. We're family after all. About to stand on your own two feet, and you still want gifts like a

his smile slowly faded. "Mia,

son bite by bite. "He's still small. Let's feed him first, then

Leo's tolerance for alcohol? With all the socializing to come, you'll need to work on it," Chad said with a

looking at his nephew, praised, "He can hold his

been through years of drinking." He glanced at Anya, who was still looking

his grandson, felt reassured. "Leo, follow in your uncle's footsteps, learn everything from Andre. When we're old, you'll take

was about to respond, a small voice interrupted the

you say?"

Her voice breaking, she continued, "He loves computers, dreams of working

interrupted, grabbing her wrist to stop her

he wasn't playing games; he was studying. On weekends, Chad didn't waste time either; he went to the

Leo said, grabbing Anya's wrist, intending to

Leo, her voice breaking, "Chad,

Leo's movement paused, realizing...

me. I want you to do

years? What if you meet someone you like