Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Hansen, leaning on his cane, shuffled over to the trash can and frowned at the sight of the discarded takeout boxes. "Why don't you eat at home more often? All this takeout isn't good for you. You'll stunt your growth." "Grandpa, I'm taller than you," Leo shot back.

Hansen's mouth fell open, but no words came out.

Leo, not missing a beat, added, "In our family, only Henry is shorter than you. The rest of us have you beat."

For a moment, the room went silent.

Then, Hansen raised his cane threateningly. "I'll show you what happens when you talk back to me!"

When Leo wasn't around, Hansen worried himself sick. But the moment he saw Leo, his temper flared, and he wanted to smack some sense into him.

Anya sighed and shook her head, holding Henry's chubby little hand. She was all too used to Chad's antics.

Molly and Mia, ignoring the grandfather-grandson spat, made their own plans. "Mia, let's go shopping tomorrow. Summer's almost here, and we need some cute dresses."

"Sure, but I'll have to sneak a mini skirt past my uncle. He'd probably throw it out if he saw it," Mia replied.

Meanwhile, little Henry was the only one fully engrossed in the showdown, his wide eyes following every move.

Even when Leo dashed to the bathroom, Henry craned his neck, excitedly watching. His tiny fists clenched in anticipation, and his mouth formed an "O" of delight. After the ruckus, Hansen pointed a warning finger at Leo. "Watch your mouth. You're starting a business now; I can make things tough for you."

Leo retorted, "Go ahead. I'll report you for market disruption and have you locked up."

Their relationship was anything but smooth!

"Try me. My son's the mayor, my son-in-law's a cop, and I have another son who's even more influential. Let's see who dares arrest me," Hansen challenged.

your power and bullying people. We'll see who ends

enough. I really want to

the grandfather and grandson

wiping his face, said, "Grandpa had

and you think I shouldn't

show

their baby. "If she dares to lift a

children and grandchildren, you're stirring

"That's true," Leo conceded.

need to set a good example for my son. No roughhousing, just

filled with lively clashes

remained silent, scrolling through her

at her. "What are you

barbecue ribs, three-cup chicken, steamed shrimp, and sweet

at Chad's sarcasm, noting the lack

"Dry-fried green beans,

you

then added a "Mixed Mushroom Soup" to their order. Satisfied, she

was looking

slept well, was lulled into sleep in the car, looking through the sunroof. After some fussing, Mia managed to soothe him to sleep

stinker, today you'll sleep in your brother's bed and make it all smelly," Mia

the white bedding, a cute

peaceful, Leo couldn't resist giving him a couple of kisses. "Who says my little brother stinks? I think he

a sniff and sneaking a kiss. "Auntie thinks baby smells so sweet, like milk, not stinky

endearment. It's like how Leo calls Anya 'Anya,' but does that mean Anya