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

softie, looked at Andre, "Andre,

with you tonight," Andre

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

mysterious guy? Why is his godfather walking funny with his hands on his rear? Why isn't

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

with his little pouty bottom, crawled off the table and rushed

his formula, Henry kicked

the phone,

hid it. Henry clambered into Asher's fap to search, and as he dug into Asher's back, he found

panic: "Andre, hurry!

of a meltdown, "Andre, it's loaded!" He always kept it ready just in