Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 840

Noah scooped Henry up and took him to the break room, handing him a soda and some chips. The crying stopped instantly.

When Mia came back, she found Henry happily gnawing on a snack wrapper.

"Henry?" she called out.

He glanced at his mom but stayed focused on his snack, nestled comfortably in Noah's arms, with an unopened soda peeking out from his little pocket.

Noah was finally getting a taste of what holding a kid felt like - soft and heartwarming. If he had a kid like Henry, he'd probably never want to go back to work.

When Andre came to fetch his wife and son, Noah couldn't contain his excitement about holding Henry. It was more thrilling than landing billion-dollar deals. "The little guy wouldn't even budge when his mom called; he just wanted to stay with me." Andre chuckled, "Did you bribe my son with snacks?"

Noah grinned sheepishly, "Well, you're spot on, boss!"

Back at the office, Henry was dressed and standing by the sofa, with Mia beside him.

"Did you find out what caused the fire, honey?" Mia asked.

Andre, holding Henry with one arm, replied, "Not yet. And let's keep Henry away from Molly for a bit; she's got her hands full."

Mia nodded, understanding.

As the family of three stepped into the elevator, Andre handed Mia the car keys. "Molly's driving now; maybe you should give it a shot too."

"I'm not ready with the kid still in the car," Mia hesitated.

Andre gave a gentle smile, "My cautious sweetheart."

The three of them headed home.

Later that evening, Chad swung by his neighbor Easton's place. "Was it arson or just an accident?" he asked.

factory your size,

Chad frowned, pondering this.

jumble of nail polish, a comb, bubble gum, and documents. He couldn't tell if she was working or just hanging out. Not finding her

alarmed the higher-ups, and when they realized it was related to Kendrick's wife's company, Kendrick was called

and son, feeling both grateful and bemused

with a takeout meal, saw Chad and stayed seated as he

seated, Chad

still holding her chopsticks,

"Turn around," Chad instructed.

good measure. They had this routine

close to the fire

Molly shook her head.

the yellow line. Otherwise, she'd have jumped through a window to

you always have to snitch?"

meal, "Don't mind her; she just loves to stir

really need stirring? You've had me sleeping in the

glanced at her parents, thinking: Separate rooms or not, we still do what couples do. But she

fed Chad another big bite, "What brings

friend mention anything

shot back, "Has the company ticked anyone

turned to Chad at this, looking

her

"Do you think it was

he chewed, "It's a possibility, but nothing's confirmed

trying to guess who might be behind it

stopped eating and concentrated on feeding Chad. "I figured, our machines don't just catch fire, and our safety measures are solid. How'd it

his head, gently pushing her hand away, "You

in his