Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 865

"Fried shrimp tails, coming right up! Seasoned just right," the server announced, balancing a large platter as they passed by.

Henry's eyes lit up, tracking the plate like a hawk with his crystal-clear gaze.

"And here's the slightly spicy batch."

Henry, not missing a beat, leaned over as far as he could, his little rear sticking up in the air, trying to get a look at the new dish, drool escaping onto his dad's arm. Feeling the drool, Andre glanced down at his son, who was practically drooling over the Kittemia, knowing that was the extent of his longing for now.

Mia, sensing the situation might spiral, quickly scooped up Henry. "Babe, you guys dig in. I'll take Henry for a little walk."

Henry's eyes stayed glued to the tempting food until it vanished from view, which only made him cry in frustration.

Hansen called out, "Hey, server, could you grab us an extra bowl? Save some nice, clean portions for Mia."

Outside, kids from the nearby vendor stalls were playing in the street, spinning glow-in-the-dark yo-yos and running around with laughter. Mia, holding Henry, let him take in the fun scene.

The glowing yo-yos, known for calming babies, drew a crowd of children around Mia and Henry, eager to show off their skills.

Henry was instantly captivated, "Ah, mama!"

Mia asked one of the kids, "Mind if I try that for a sec?"

The child handed it to her, "Here you go, Auntie."

Mia, refusing to accept the "Auntie" title, corrected, "Call me sister, okay?" The last stand of a modern college girl!

"Sister, is that baby your brother?" a little girl asked, pointing at Henry. "He's so cute!"

Mia laughed, "I wish he was my brother, but no, he calls me mama. Henry, say 'mama.""

The adorable little guy, eyes fixed on the yo-yo in Mia's hand, would say anything she wanted, "Ma-ma."

busy on one side, but his

numerous shrimp tails but hadn't touched them. "Dad, Uncle, Aunt, you go ahead and

outside, he didn't see her at first but quickly spotted Mia, the center of a small crowd of kids, with their

dinner's ready,"

head home too. It's getting late, and

ages, Mia replied, "He needs to eat too. Maybe next time,

made sure all the kids found their parents before she left with

worry. She needed to ensure every child was safe before

felt like she was the luckiest woman, with the best husband,

her thoughts, Andre gently rubbed the back of her head. "You deserve

eyes. You eat quickly before he tries

just enough to make him giggle, thinking it was

home, it was close to

was already snoozing,

were brighter than the light bulbs. Bruce, in high spirits, suggested, "How about

chimed in, "Bruce, remember, he napped

bursting with energy, which meant trouble for anyone trying to sleep with

play with him until he tires out," Bruce

his little

looks. "Honey, we didn't trick

usually the early bird, was sleeping in, while Mia,

eerily quiet without Henry's cries, making everything feel

pretending to be a

calling Andre, but he was out rafting

get 50 million.' It's got people buzzing." Andre leaned back, smirking, "They think they can uncover someone with that tactic. Clever idea, but they're chasing shadows. It's all for

we tell Leo?" the

need. He'll catch on," Andre

he doesn't?"

brains," Andre said