Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 872

No one would have guessed that the ever-composed Andre would end up with such a crybaby son. But with no other option, he just rolled with it.

Everyone nodded knowingly, saying, "No wonder you're the CEO's right-hand man, and we're just the junior assistants."

Noah proudly chimed in, "Take notes, folks. This is all thanks to Sister Rosa's mentoring."

In the CEO's office, Andre felt drained. Little Henry's teary eyes followed him wherever he went. Sitting in his baby walker, Henry raised his tiny arms, his face scrunched up, silently pleading to be held. After a couple of minutes, Andre gave in and scooped him up.

The cries finally faded. "Let's aim for a three-hour nap and wake up at 2, alright?"

Covered in sweat, Henry clung to his dad.

With Henry nestled in one arm, Andre settled at his desk. With his free hand, he flipped through a document, found it workable, and hastily signed his name.

The little guy on his shoulder crawled a bit before dozing off without a fuss.

It wasn't until later that Andre noticed his son, face tilted, sleeping soundly.

He gently put down his pen, cradled Henry like the treasure he was, and carried him to the back room, placing him on the bed before heading out.

Meanwhile, Mia had squeezed in some time to accompany Molly to the hospital for a check-up. On the way, Molly was glued to her phone. "Waiting for Chad to call?"

Molly nodded without hesitation, "With Chad's schedule, I guess you'll be my check-up buddy from now on."

Mia replied, "Having your best friend with you is even better than a guy, plus, I've got your back, right?"

Molly confessed, "Still, there's a tiny bit of disappointment. I thought Chad would be there for my first check-up."

Noticing her friend's rare glum mood, Mia casually tossed an arm around Molly's shoulders, "Hey, your baby's still in the early stages. You wouldn't see much on the scan anyway. Chad's being a hero, chasing down a $50 debt for me." "Mia, how do you know Chad's off chasing a $50 debt?" Molly was taken aback; she hadn't mentioned it.

innocently, "Just a wild

questioning

that Chad was involved

added, "It was an

see a neurologist. I think there's something wrong with my brain... wait, my brain's malfunctioning... no, that's not it,

mirroring her adorable son's, looking at Molly as she berated

Molly found herself lost for

we need to get your brain checked out." So, Mia joined

Maple Hill, Chad's phone was locked away, and he was observing the interrogation from outside, visibly annoyed with the unyielding suspect. He was more

to act cool, his apprentice noticed something was

"It's the 22nd. Molly's getting a

their first child's

even make a

company organize a health check? Coleen will

Molly's pregnancy, wanting to wait until it

the plaid shirt inside, then

working on it. Taylor was supposed to be the contact but slipped

with the slow local progress, walked in, tapped a senior officer on the

folder, leaned back, and casually remarked, "Gregory,

and lit a cigarette, taking a few

Outside, some folks raised

eyebrows, thinking of intervening,

leader, and even your bosses listen to him

rules to

swnov

a lot of odd jobs, rough upbringing, huh?" Without waiting

squinting