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.

"Just a wild

questioning her

that Chad was involved in a counterfeit

puzzled but cheeky, added,

a neurologist. I think there's something wrong with my brain...

blinked, her confusion mirroring her adorable son's, looking at Molly

Molly found herself lost

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

and he was observing the interrogation from outside, visibly annoyed with the

apprentice noticed something was up. "Boss,

getting a check-up today,

being with Molly for their first child's scan, seeing that little blip on

couldn't even make a

company organize a health check? Coleen

of the bag about Molly's pregnancy, wanting to wait until it was more stable and not spread

hopefully." Chad glanced at the man in the plaid shirt inside, then asked

on it. Taylor was supposed to be the

walked in, tapped a senior officer on the shoulder, and with a nod, the officer got the message

the folder, leaned back, and casually remarked, "Gregory, right? Quite

shut and lit

Outside, some folks raised

eyebrows, thinking of intervening,

back, "He's our leader, and even your bosses listen to him Sometimes, you

to get

swnov

through Gregory's file, commented without looking up, "You've had a lot of odd jobs, rough upbringing, huh?" Without waiting for

man finally reacted, squinting at