Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 988

Leo: "Ms. Anya, you only accounted for what she bought from the Cedillo family, but not from the Byrne family."

Anya looked puzzled, "Why is Auntie so obsessed with buying clothes?"

"It's her husband; he's spoiling her on purpose. Letting her splurge so no one else would want her, then he can easily swoop in."

Familiar notification sounds for payments made had Chad shaking his head at the mess of his own making.

Leo took Anya out for dinner at a restaurant, only to bump into a couple just leaving. "With Christmas around the corner, I want to get a gift for my godson before heading back to Newtown. Care to join me in picking it out?" Annie: "Conner, this is the fifth time you've tricked me with the little tiger toy."

"And yet, every single time, you fall for it," Conner teased.

He grabbed Annie's wrist firmly, almost daring her to pull away. If she dared, she couldn't blame him for the circulation cut-off.

"Uncle, Auntie, you're here for dinner too?" Leo and Anya greeted the couple at the entrance.

Anya chimed in sweetly, "Hello Uncle, hello Auntie."

Conner sized up the young couple and their greetings, cursing internally: Damn, how did Andre manage to snag such a great pair!

These kids are just too charming!

"I'm not," Annie quickly denied.

Leo chuckled, "Auntie, what are you embarrassed about? Thanks for your help last time."

Conner, pulling his fiancée along, added, "Exactly, what are you blushing for? They're grown-ups." Pointing at Annie, he told the young couple, "Your auntie gets shy easily."

Leo nodded with a smile, "I know, it's typical when you're newly in love."

Annie tugged Conner to leave, eager to escape, "Let's go, aren't you supposed to buy that gift for the little tiger?"

"See you, Uncle, Auntie."

Anya waved, sweetly saying, "Bye Uncle, bye Auntie."

word, and your uncle

just wait! Good

more than to

of anxiety, "Those words, they sound

Leo said, holding Anya's hand

ever, Anya asked, "Chad, how do you know so

"What doesn't

away, the straightforward guy was learning to

dates, had turned into someone who'd stop at a bubble tea

to carry him with one arm

his paperwork before looking up, "Henry, Henry! Where

up to search and found Henry hiding behind a plant

more Andre called, the

than his son and the little figure behind it, couldn't help but fume, "Henry,

nose playfully, refusing to

him, but the chubby little Henry had wedged himself in, and Andre couldn't pull

and giving him

his toddler stroller, Henry found a

happened under Andre's watchful

breaths to

Andre resumed his days of working with his

Andre worked, Henry "worked" too, fussing to press the

trouble

felt the era's demands on women-juggling work, family, and kids, even as a boss, was overwhelming. If

his file cabinet was opened by his mischievous son

space, and crawled in, happily testing

files and the

toddler who could barely walk, committing "crimes"

it wasn't for you calling me 'daddy', I'd have thrown you out by now." Soon, the secretary entered to help organize the files. Andre sat in his chair, trying to soothe his

the energetic Henry refused to sleep, leaving Andre no choice but to call his wife, who was

with Molly. Honey, what should we buy for our son this

the office and take him