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.

not interested

change a thing. Unless I decide I don't want you, you're stuck being my girl." "And

you lost your arms and legs, I'd reconsider. I'm not into that kind of

Annie: "...Get lost."

stormed out of the car. Conner, initially chuckling in the car, stopped laughing. Damn,

and ran after her. "Annie, let's grab

dashed back into the station, and Conner

brothers: From now on, don't take relationship advice

with "?,"

baby in his study, happily texted back: My wife is a money-lover; a checkbook works for her. You don't even know what your girl likes and try to mimic

got a

the chase: It's not shocking he has a woman; what's

26, Gender: Female. Occupation: Detective at Havenbrook PD. Hometown: Newtown, Status: Fiancée

No need to be so

I'll be there in

a flight

on the 11 PM flight tonight, pick me

put his phone down,

annoyed Conner rang Andre, "Are you throwing

babbling

his son's ear, and Henry

give

"Bababa."

encouraged, "Yes,

dad, lunged forward to

Conner called out, "Andre?"

son's giving me kisses,

flaws-being chubby, clumsy, lazy,

be picky eaters, taken to the doctor for nutritional deficiencies. His son, however, ate so well they had to ensure he wasn't

class, absorbing intriguing cases, and

felt full

happiness. "What's got you so upbeat

bite of her chicken wrap and sipped her soy milk, smiling, "Being in a good mood boosts my study-efficiency, and being more

en

and Denny found their

called, "How's the studying