Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 847

In the company, everyone knew Lee was Vincent's right-hand man.

Leo shook his head, his tone firm and unfazed, "Already ate, not interested."

Lee's enthusiasm started to wane. He realized Leo wasn't as adept at handling social niceties as he'd thought, not even bothering with the usual respect towards a senior. "Oh, alright then. Just tidy up and get back to work," Lee casually remarked.

Leo shot back, "I've tidied up already. It's only your desk that's a mess. Haven't you noticed?"

With those words, the atmosphere in the office shifted dramatically.

Lee's face turned a deep shade of red, like tomato sauce. Leo used to be respectful, but now he seemed to be riding high on the manager's favor, acting untouchable.

Lee knew he couldn't afford to cross Leo right now, so he swallowed his pride in front of everyone. Sitting down, he took a few bites of his sandwich before tossing it in the trash. Leo, aware he'd upset Lee, also sat quietly.

Vincent woke up on the sofa, his daughter beside him.

"Dad, I don't know who brought you home last night, but he said you'd know," Vincent's daughter said.

Vincent sat up, "It was Leo."

"Oh, so his name is Leo. I asked him, but he wouldn't tell me."

Vincent rubbed his temples, a slight headache creeping in, and asked his daughter, "Hannah, what did you think of the young man who came over yesterday?"

Hannah blushed, "I... I don't even know him."

chuckled, letting the

headed to the office, where Lee immediately sought him out to complain. "Vincent, I think you should reconsider Leo. He's not as great as you think." Vincent asked, "What

become arrogant, acting like he's untouchable. I offered him a sandwich this morning, and not only did he refuse, but he also criticized me in front of

with a smile, "Why stoop to his level? He's in his twenties, and you're in your thirties. His background explains his demeanor. Try to get along with him. A wise person

not want to hear this, but if he's showing his true colors to me now, what

want to entertain that thought,

nodded, his parting words intended to sow a seed of doubt in Vincent, hoping to make

behind-the-scenes office politics. But he had deliberately ruffled feathers that morning to make Vincent's confidant uncomfortable,

Leo was puzzled-why was

Mia visited him that day, and Vincent

besides being attractive, they seemed ordinary. How could Vincent have picked up

legs, gripping his water bottle. Because of the

by the roadside, fanning herself and her son with a small hand fan while enjoying an ice cream. "Why did

more tender, tempting Mia to nibble on

to look around,

"Yes, dear?" Mia replied.

and he eagerly took a lick, then contentedly pursed his lips and giggled with satisfaction. Mia laughed along, "Do you

vigorously with an

stroller to shower her son with kisses on his face and

wide, only to receive kisses instead, looking

his mother's neck, pulling her hair, trying to nibble on her face with his little

had always been

quickly freed herself from her son's grip

nearby and decided to wheel her plump little boy inside to buy a handheld fan. Both mother and son were thrilled with