Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Leo meticulously read through the email, his heart heavy with anticipation before he finally made the call to his uncle.

In his office, Andre watched his phone ring. He reached out to answer it instinctively but ultimately hung up.

Setting down his phone, Leo's momentary hope was quickly replaced with anxiety. He wiped the moisture forming at the corners of his eyes. His uncle's opinion meant the world to him; gaining Andre's support was more motivating than anyone else's could ever be. With a self-mocking laugh, he thought about how he could still hope for support after angering his uncle.

The next second, his phone rang again. He swiftly grabbed it, but a fleeting disappointment crossed his face when he saw it was Noah, not his uncle. "Hello, Noah."

"Leo, you've received the email. Please come to the office to handle the resignation and handover procedures."

"Alright."

After being out of sight for a few days, Leo reappeared, noticeably more mature. Previously seen as an immature young man, he now spoke as an equal among his peers.

Arriving at his uncle's newly arranged office for him, Noah commented, "This desk and chair were custom-ordered for you from overseas by the CEO himself, matching his own. Unfortunately, you won't be using them, and neither dare we." "Has my uncle left work?" Leo asked.

"No, he's still in his office."

Pausing briefly, Leo replied, "I understand."

He left with a box in hand, hesitated before Andre's office, then decided to knock on the door.

Andre, watching his nephew through the surveillance, felt each knock resonate in his heart, "Come in."

Yet, Leo hesitated, intimidated by the thought of facing his uncle again.

After a few seconds, he pushed the door open.

For the first time in days, uncle and nephew locked eyes.

apologized with a quiver,

heart seemed made of stone, his demeanor cold, "You chose your path, bear its hardships. From today,

"Uncle, I won't return home until I've achieved something. I don't deserve to be your

sharply, "Pathetic! Society doesn't care for

at his uncle who returned to his work, his

his laptop with a

Mia went directly to her

engrossed in playing with his grandmother's sun umbrella, with only his grandfather

indirectly learned about Leo's choice. "Dad, if a cybersecurity

"No."

"Why not?" Mia asked.

people involved, I wouldn't invest. Moreover, with the high entry barrier and its technical nature, our company would struggle to assess the product quality. Investors lacking industry background and technical

started chewing on the sun

umbrella from Henry's mouth, comforting the nearly tearful child, "Henry, are

phone, noticed her chat with

parents' reasons for refusal and

pick them up, Mia handed Henry over

temporary residence. That evening, he called home to announce

reluctance to return home

called Mia, hoping she could persuade him. "I managed to bring my husband back,

Mia directly asked

servants and doted on by my parents. Have you ever seen a successful entrepreneur living like

cheeky demeanor

by parents. They

to convince him. "Mia, do me a favor. Hold Henry a bit more

hummed in affirmation, "I won't. Please, visit my uncle

being stubborn with my husband