Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 909

Leo didn't even hesitate before saying, "Yep."

"Then I won't hold you."

Leo grinned, "Then I'll have to give you a little smack."

Anya rolled her eyes, "..."

Just as Naomi was about to call Anya, the missing person finally strolled in through the door.

Naomi let out a sigh of relief, "Anya, where have you been?"

"I went to find Chad."

Anya spotted her aunt lounging on the couch, not lifting a finger to help, and squatted beside her. "Auntie, can I borrow your little one for a bit?"

"Sure." Her mom handed over the freshly bathed Henry without a second thought.

Anya scooped up the little chubster and dashed outside.

At the car door, she handed him over, "Chad, here, you deal with him."

Henry was utterly bewildered, wondering why Anya had whisked him away to someone vaguely familiar.

Leo, cradling the adorable Henry, shared a look with him before giving his bottom a couple of playful taps. Even if it didn't hurt, Henry puckered up, ready to wail.

"Henry, how are you cuter than me?"

Anya chimed in, "Chad, he's just adorable."

"Just because he's all chubby, he's adorable?"

Leo cuddled his brother, planting several kisses on Henry's plump cheeks, delighting in the softness. Henry, his little feet resting on his brother's legs, grabbed Leo's hair and retaliated with a playful nibble. "Ah ah ah pfft."

later, Henry was back

with a tissue, "You little rascal, slobbering all over

into a man

bit tipsy, was getting

Leo's car up ahead.

looking a bit worn, replied coolly, "Just

"Got it."

the car opposite didn't

swallowed his disappointment, turning it into determination, and

mom's arms, with Mia using a wet wipe to clean his

not tell Chad every time I smooch

all about honesty, even

you spent twelve hundred bucks to see him live." Anya had picked up a few tricks of her own. Mia raised an

"I don't need it. Uncle adores you. All I have to do is

would surely get to the bottom

sharp breath, wondering when her niece

supposed to be investigating?" Andre, slightly buzzed, walked in, catching the tail end of

a beat her

glanced at Mia, ready to spill

her teenage secrets to be a bargaining chip for

wife, smiling at their son, who was eagerly reaching

and settling beside Mia, wrapping an arm around her. "Little Mia, what mischief have you been up to behind my back?" Feigning innocence, she cooed, "Nothing, darling, just

a skeptical glance at his

her off, and Anya took the hint,

home. Play with our son while I

and dashed off,

his mouth, showing his tiny teeth, and started gnawing on his

alcohol, and after a few bites, Henry frowned, not a fan

room, "I'll cover for you,

"Thanks, Auntie."

noticed her husband watching her from behind. Andre, seeing Mia leave Anya's room and return to theirs, let out a quiet scoff, not easily fooled. Watching his wife leave Anya's room and come back to their bedroom, Andre held their son, "Henry, your mom must have done something sneaky again." But the little one's eyes were glued to his

despite his