Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 989

Andre was strolling when he suddenly came to a halt, and Noah, his assistant, quickly followed suit. Turning to face Noah, Andre's expression was stern. "Why are you telling me this now?" he asked.

Noah sighed and explained, "Boss, I tried to reach you this morning, but Henry was having a meltdown, and you sent me away. At lunchtime, I attempted again, but Henry was throwing another tantrum, and you weren't in the mood to listen. Just now, when I went to your office, I found out Henry had turned it into a disaster zone, scattering papers everywhere, and you were too busy dealing with that, so I didn't dare interrupt."

It was only after the little troublemaker, Henry, had left that Noah managed to quickly run through all the plans.

Thinking back on his hectic day, Andre felt his frustration rise, having nowhere to vent it, all thanks to his son.

He had made up his mind that for his next child, come what may, they'd be handed over to a nanny right from the start. Let the kid bond with the nanny instead!

As he opened his office door, he instructed, "Set a date for when the project kicks off and clear my schedule for it. As for the Collins family's proposal, put them on ice. Leave the documents; have Alice compile a progress report and send it to me. I'll decide after reviewing it. Oh, and with Mrs. Calder in her late pregnancy, keep an eye on Calder Corporation's matters for Mr. Calder."

"On it, sir."

With peace restored, Andre turned on his computer and focused on his work.

Meanwhile, at the mall,

Conner was dragging Annie along, under the pretense of shopping for kids' clothes, but he kept getting distracted by jewelry stores.

"Why are you checking out earrings? Is our little tiger planning on getting his ears pierced?" Annie teased.

Conner grinned, "Why not? When my son grows up, he can get his ears pierced and rock them." He was eyeing some diamond and tassel earrings, eager to take a closer look.

"You want our little tiger to sport diamonds and chains?" Annie asked, raising an eyebrow.

Conner gave it a thought and replied, "Why not? Who knows what'll be trendy twenty years from now?"

Annie rolled her eyes. "You keep browsing; I'm heading upstairs to the maternity store."

"Help me pick one out," Conner called after her.

has a rule against

and took Annie's hand, leading her upstairs. "Those things are

to know he initially wanted

jewelry," Conner reminisced about the first time he saw her at

desperate to get in the Nettleton family's good graces due to past incidents involving their eldest daughter and Emmery, fearing reprisal from the new head of the Nettletons. So, they dolled up their second daughter and brought her to the gala, hoping she'd find a well-off partner to protect her, should Conner target the Andersons. It was a parent's hope

plan didn't go as expected when Conner

were on edge, worried

her, "Annie, don't marry him. He's dangerous, a killer. He knows you're

an undercover officer?" Annie had mocked when she first heard Conner wanted

Conner replied, "Love and hate, that drama's right

me just to torment me and get back at my

cigarette, Conner stood and approached Annie,

Annie tried to leave, a guard blocked her

pointing his own gun at Conner. "You all know if this gun's loaded. You

her daily commutes. But in the end, not only was she fine, Conner had also protected ChapmanInc. and

it true Conner would kill without hesitation and use me to get back at

insisted, "It's all a show. Annie, he's trying to make us think he's

skeptical of

while on a call in Newtown, Annie was the bait in a sting to catch a serial killer targeting

next to her, starting a conversation

Annie, admiring his knowledge,

notice when he slipped a pill into her drink, which dissolved quickly. "Want to change venues? I have an art exhibit in

could take you

"Sure."

Annie, thinking all was fine, took a

cursed her naivety, "She's too trusting, drinking anything handed

do we do,

Annie left, feeling dizzy and unsteady,

stunning, like a work of art.

but she was too weak; everything