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.

sorry," Leo apologized with a quiver, his eyes

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

home until I've

the tears in his eyes, Andre scolded sharply, "Pathetic! Society doesn't care

at his uncle who

departure, Andre closed his laptop with a

to her parents' home after school to pick up her

playing with his grandmother's sun umbrella, with

the well-informed Molly, indirectly learned about Leo's choice.

"No."

"Why not?" Mia asked.

the field, and without trust in the 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 support can hardly predict future

started chewing on the

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

phone, noticed

parents' reasons

handed Henry over to her

a temporary residence. That evening, he called home to announce his decision and his resignation

reluctance to return home worried Naomi

"I managed to bring my husband back,

Mia

babied at home, pampered by servants and doted on by my parents. Have you ever seen a successful

tone and cheeky demeanor were unmistakably

part, but think twice before you speak about being babied by parents. They

a bit more when

in affirmation, "I won't. Please,

stubborn with my husband that