Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1192

Mars had hurt his tailbone again. Holding his backside, he stood awkwardly while everyone else lounged comfortably on the sofa. Andre shot him a glance, "Some things never change."

Mars opened his mouth to shoot back, "Andre, have you ever-Nope, my bad, I'll zip it!" But as soon as Andre started to rise, Mars quickly backed off.

Teddy strolled over. "Andre, why am I not in the loop?" he asked.

"You're our ace in the hole, only to be played when absolutely necessary," Andre explained. "Conner and Asher were the first to be exposed, then me. Mars is just tagging along, not really important. Teddy, you need to stay under the radar." Teddy, ever the gentleman, crossed his legs casually. "The Dark Web didn't get the show they wanted. They're probably plotting something sneaky."

Conner chimed in, "They're always plotting something."

Andre's eyes darkened as he replied, "Whatever tricks the Dark Web has planned, I've accepted their 'gift.' I hope they'll appreciate what I've sent back."

Conner reassured him, "Relax, everything's sorted. The Dark Web's going to get a 'satisfying' surprise."

Am I the only one thinking

the softie, looked

you tonight," Andre

private suite with his chubby son, Henry. The group rushed to greet them, accidentally scaring

on his rear? Why isn't Conner,

surrounded Henry, who stood crying on the coffee table. It was like a

little pouty bottom, crawled off the

formula, Henry kicked

was on the phone, Henry crawled over, babbling for

Henry reached for it, but his godfather Asher quickly hid it. Henry clambered into Asher's fap to search, and as he

into panic: "Andre, hurry! Your son has

the edge of a meltdown, "Andre, it's loaded!" He always kept it