Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 927

Molly walked into Chade Inc., eyeing the pile of documents on the desk, feeling completely worn out. "Hey, boss, got a question. How does maternity leave work around here?" Chad swung by the police station and was puzzled not to spot Conner's usual flashy sports car. That was unexpected.

Andre made it to the office and got a call from his brother. "Andre, can you give me some tips on flaunting wealth without coming off as a show-off?"

Andre rubbed his temples, struggling to reconcile the brother he was speaking to now with the young boy he met all those years ago. "Sorry, can't help you there."

"No way," Conner replied confidently. "If you can't, how did your wife figure out you were loaded?"

"My name just screams money."

Conner reflected on it and realized Andre had a point; the guy was a business mogul, after all.

Was there no hope for Conner then?

He probed further, "What does your wife fancy?"

Andre replied, "Checks."

"That's so tacky."

After hanging up, Conner quickly told his assistant, "Grab me a checkbook."

Back at the station, Annie finally felt some peace. Her coworkers teased, "Annie, are we missing out on some treats today?"

Annie replied, "Not anymore."

Yet, later in the afternoon, an officer rushed in, "Annie, looks like our good luck isn't over yet."

Conner had arrived but didn't disturb her with a call. When the time hit, Annie's phone buzzed. "Annie, I'm waiting for you outside."

As Chad clocked out, he noticed the black car parked outside again. Now, that felt right.

Annie climbed into the passenger seat, and Conner handed her a checkbook. "Isn't this what all girls like?"

Frustrated, Annie tore the checkbook apart. "Conner, what are you up to?"

"Are you dense? I'm chasing you!" Conner argued, feeling justified.

fuming, "I'm not interested

"Everyone in Newtown knows you're my fiancée. Your rejection doesn't change a thing. Unless I decide I don't want you, you're stuck being my girl." "And what would make you not

a moment, "Maybe if you lost your arms and legs,

Annie: "...Get lost."

the car. Conner, initially chuckling in the car, stopped laughing. Damn, she

opened the door and ran after her. "Annie, let's

dashed back into the station, and Conner quickly

advice from married Andre. Just because he's got a kid doesn't make

with "?," confused

happily texted back: My wife is a money-lover; a checkbook works for her. You don't even know what your girl likes and

got a

has a woman;

full introduction: Name: Annie, Age: 26, Gender: Female. Occupation: Detective at Havenbrook PD. Hometown: Newtown, Status: Fiancée to the Nettleton

in, @Andre: No need to be

Hotel's open; I'll be there

a flight

11 PM

his

rang Andre, "Are you throwing away years of

baby's babbling came

his son's ear, and Henry babbled happily, "Aaah

"Good boy, give the

"Bababa."

"Yes, to

dad, lunged forward to hug

Conner called out, "Andre?"

giving me kisses, gotta

son, thinking, despite his flaws-being chubby,

might be picky eaters, taken to the doctor for nutritional deficiencies. His son,

cases, and at home, she listened to her husband's

felt full

got you so upbeat all day, that smile

sipped her soy milk, smiling, "Being in a good mood boosts my study-efficiency, and being more efficient makes me

en

Jamie and Denny found their

"How's the