Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 800

The trio joked around, munching on slices of watermelon.

Hansen nudged playfully, "Mia, how about you and Andre have a little chat? Now that you've had the baby, it's about time we got some ice cream around here."

Mia paused mid-bite and looked up. "Dad, how about we pull off something big?"

Hansen blinked. "Wait, what are you suggesting?"

Glancing at his grandson, who was determinedly wrestling with his watermelon slice, Hansen pointed at the little guy, with his cheeks flushed red. "What? You planning to kidnap Andre's son to blackmail him into buying us ice cream?"

Mia chuckled and shook her head. "Of course not. After all, his son is my son too. If you kidnapped my boy, Andre wouldn't even get the chance to react-I'd be on you first."

Hansen knew his daughter-in-law's fists were no joke.

"Alright then, what's this big plan of yours?" Hansen asked, curiosity piqued.

Mia leaned in and whispered her mischievous scheme.

Hansen's eyes widened, and a grin spread across his face. "You really think we can pull this off?"

Naomi giggled as Mia sealed the deal. "Why not? If you don't tell, I don't tell, and Naomi keeps quiet, the only one left is Henry, and he's too busy battling his watermelon. We'll keep it hush-hush." Hansen still had his doubts. "This seems a bit risky."

Mia reassured him, "Dad, don't sweat it. If anything goes wrong, I'll take the heat."

"You sure about this?"

Mia nodded, "Thanks, Dad. The whole family's counting on you."

Feeling a renewed sense of purpose, Hansen beamed.

After their meal, Mia went to check on her son.

Mia recorded a video of her son, Henry, hugging and devouring his watermelon slice, and shared it in the family group chat. Soon, the chat exploded with

Andre: "Pig."

Leo: "Champion!"

then went silent. Andre had compared his son to a little piglet, while Leo was amazed by Henry's

I've seen my nephew so

one, gushed, "Wow, the baby is

mother,

laughed, "I never thought someone as cold as

Henry is super cute. Whether he's laughing or crying, it's

getting all excited. Want me to have another

office, Bruce watched the video, chuckling and

mayor

phone screen. "Look at Andre's son. He's always at home, playing with his toys,

all pictures of the little

and couldn't hide his envy. Soon, he saw his

heard from Molly that Mia hurt her arm.

Bruce explained the situation.

taking away the watermelon from her juice-covered son. "Oh, honey, even little puppies don't gobble watermelon like you. Let's give the poor watermelon a break." Henry, upset, started crying and reaching out for the watermelon, "Mama, waaa, mama," his little hands stretching

"Let's freeze it and

neat. How

So, Naomi stepped forward, scooping Henry up under his arms and

Henry emerged as clean as a whistle, sitting happily in Mia's lap, chatting away. With her uninjured arm wrapped around her son's little shoulders, she pulled

son and the untouched portion, to her husband. "Don't be too picky.

watermelon, holding Henry, and asked, "Did

"Ah-"

"You did?"

"Mmm, meow meow meow."

Mia handed her husband the day's dirty clothes, "You're on laundry duty

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