Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 866

Molly was just hanging out with her dad, watching a boy band competition on TV. She turned to him and said, "You know, Dad, your beard could use a makeover. How about we dye it pink and give you a trendy new look? Look at those boy band members with their flashy

hair colors. They're rocking it! Since you're bald, we could at least spice up your beard."

Her dad wasn't too thrilled and insisted she was being cheeky. "I'm spending my money to give him a treat, and he's still running to Chad to tattle on me."

Mia plopped down beside them, chuckling, "Why not go all out and make Dad's beard a rainbow? That way, my kid won't need toys anymore, and I'd save a ton of cash!"

For Mia's chubby little boy, his granddad's colorful beard was like his personal playground. She could already picture him snuggling in his grandpa's arms, gazing up at the rainbow-like beard with those big, curious eyes, sparkling with pure delight. Naomi, watching the sisters' antics, chuckled, "Mia, shouldn't you wake up Henry by now?"

Mia suddenly remembered her little guy was still snoozing. She dashed upstairs to wake him up. When he wouldn't budge, she started a livestream for her husband. "Look at your lazy son. I've even picked him up, and he's still out cold. I might just have to spank him awake."

Andre quipped back, "Make sure you take off his diaper first."

Chad always made time to call his wife, "Hey, did Dad ring you?"

"Nope. Did he ask you to come pick me up again?"

Molly laughed, "Yep, you guessed it."

Chad, munching on his lunch, let out a soft chuckle, "Just keep it cool for a couple of days, don't ruffle any feathers, and I'll deal with you when I get back."

her dad Hansen chimed in,

wants to know when you're coming back to pick me

over, signaling

the call, "Not sure yet. Gotta run, Molly.

to the telescope to scope things out. "Boss, this guy's got ties all over the

a lead. Chad dove deep into the deceased's connections and surveillance data, pushing Donnie so hard that he resorted to superstitions for

Chad knew his team was giving it their all. He kept his work stress from

Donnie called with a

to the station, then went to see the melon farmer they'd

this digital age, cash was rare, especially in large sums, which

Chad showed the farmer a photo, "Seen this

farmer squinted, then nodded,

seen this woman!

him, "I work at a

Chad asked, "You sure?"

wears these short dresses, hard to miss, though I try not to look," the farmer admitted, thinking girls should dress more modestly. He'd chat about it with nearby vendors after she left. "Now that I think about it,

farmer and took them

one who gave

an officer to handle the counterfeit

target a melon farmer?" Donnie asked as

the fake bills, replied, "Not just him. Older folks are easy targets. Street vendors don't have cameras, unlike stores where frequent visits would raise eyebrows. These folks, dealing in cash with no surveillance, are their prime