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."

say the word, and your uncle will stand up to Andre

"You, young lady, just

nothing more

"Those

Leo said, holding Anya's hand as they

asked, "Chad, how do you

doesn't

faded away, the straightforward guy was

bought bottled water on dates, had turned into someone who'd stop at a bubble tea shop and ask the girl beside him, "Want some bubble

office anymore. If Andre used to

barely glanced at his paperwork before looking up, "Henry, Henry! Where have you

search and found Henry hiding behind a plant stand, playing

more Andre called, the

stand taller than his son and the little figure

nose playfully, refusing to

the chubby little Henry had wedged himself

the plant stand, scooping up his son and giving him a couple of swats on the backside. Henry pouted,

his toddler stroller, Henry found a gap

this happened under Andre's

Andre took deep breaths

so, Andre resumed his days of working with his

Henry "worked" too, fussing to press

enough trouble

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

cabinet was opened by his mischievous son

the files, made space, and crawled in, happily testing

looking at the scattered files and the

toddler who could barely walk, committing "crimes" one after

only one! Remember, if 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 son

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

with Molly. Honey, what should we

and take him away?