Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 930

"I'm the real godfather, the rest are just fakes. Come here and let your real godfather give you a hug," Asher said as he playfully scooped Henry from Mars's arms.

Mars had been on the phone, aware that Andre was bringing his son today, so he slyly kept the news to himself, positioning himself closest to the door to be the first to claim Henry.

Sure enough, as soon as Andre walked in, a handsome face appeared in front of him and his son. "Son, your godfather has missed you so much," Asher cooed.

Henry looked terrified as he landed in the arms of his white godfather. Before he could even process what was happening, another intimidating figure with a scarred face, another godfather, swooped in to snatch him away. And it didn't end there; a refined man with glasses smiled gently, like a kidnapper offering candy, and said, "Son, let your godfather Yannick give you a hug."

Then there was Connor, a familiar face, "Come here to daddy, the rest of them are just troublemakers."

"Wahhh." Overwhelmed, Henry burst into tears, reaching out with little arms, tearfully looking for his dad's comforting embrace.

Andre stepped forward to pick him up, but the four men wouldn't give up. They huddled around, each trying to cuddle Henry, rubbing their faces against his, showing how much they adored him.

Andre headed to the water cooler, grabbed a baby bottle, and pulled out some formula from his pocket, slipping into his role as a devoted dad.

"What happened to Asher's face?" Andre asked.

Asher chuckled as he gently held Henry's tiny hand. "Caught off guard, nothing major."

Andre prepared the formula, expertly swirling the bottle, "Who did it?"

"We took care of it, didn't get much info though," Asher replied.

The men lounged on the sofa with Henry, each trying to make him laugh, although Henry's tears continued to fall like lost pearls.

Andre finished mixing the formula, handed the bottle to his son, and said, "Go on, you're so hungry you don't even have the energy to cry."

the bottle, wanting only his dad's arms around

with one arm, and offered him the bottle, which Henry eagerly began to drink

with Andre standing out, cradling his little

dad doesn't seem to be making life easier for you. You take your son everywhere. Where's your wife?" Connor teased, seeking 'payback' for the previous night when Andre had revealed some details about Annie and him. Andre shot a glance at his brother,

turned to Connor, surprised to see the marks, clearly made by a

thirteenth head of the Nettleton family, that's reckless. Tell us who it was, and we'll

irritated by

and she nearly arrested me for bribing a cop and even considered investigating me. I'm so frustrated, with nowhere to vent," Connor complained. Mars chimed in cheekily, "Connor, they were asking about your neck. Stick to

sighed, "...She scratched me,

would she scratch you out of

hesitated, embarrassed to

up, you look like a

talking,

formula, raising the empty bottle

head and set him down, "Stay put, while I

as Andre put Henry down, the boy was

their conversation, the four men never forgot to dote on their

with some traitors, but they all deny seeing Maja. There's a gap in the surveillance footage that can't be fixed. It's baffling how a whole person can just

shook his head,

He wanted to go back

met

like looking for a needle in a haystack; we cant risk exposing him. I heard the last

Andre remained indifferent.

sure Emmery

the brink, known for his ruthlessness. He even made the woman who killed his mother watch her proud son fall, driving her mad. This