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."

are we talking shop? Am I the only one thinking about my

softie, looked at Andre, "Andre,

you

his chubby son, Henry. The group rushed to greet them, accidentally scaring Henry into

Why isn't Conner, who's standing way over there, holding him? And

Henry, who stood crying on the coffee table. It was like a little circus act,

Henry, with his little pouty bottom, crawled off the table

fixing his formula, Henry kicked

on the phone, Henry crawled over, babbling for

his godfather Asher quickly hid it. Henry clambered into Asher's fap

panic: "Andre, hurry! Your

edge of a meltdown, "Andre, it's loaded!" He always kept it ready just in case, not anticipating