Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mars shrugged it off. "What's the rush? If you can't wait for me, why not just have another kid with Mom? Hansen had a daughter in his fifties; I bet you could too... Ah."

Roberto smacked the back of his son's head, his hand shaking with anger. "How can you, with that straight face, say such outrageous things? Every day you're envious of Andre's son, and now they're expecting their second kid while you're still drifting through life."

Mars wasn't happy about it. "Well, Andre didn't want to get married at first either. It was his dad who pushed him into it with all those setups."

"Oh, so now you're saying I haven't set you up? Mars, I'll do it right now."

"Dad, dad, no, no need," Mars quickly cut in, standing up. "Dad, I'll go out and find you a daughter-in-law right now. Goodnight, Mom, goodnight, Dad."

With that, he bolted out the door.

Once outside, Mars whipped out his phone, mulling over, "Who was it that just chewed me out?"

Over in the suburbs, Greg had fainted but came to two hours later.

for updates. "Greg, who managed

just one person. When I traced

it Andre's crew?" Kon

Havenbrook's got loads of skilled folks forming their own little cliques. Andre's crew are all trained pros; they wouldn't take on random gigs. Besides, I think I might've just been showing off too much. In this field, everyone's got an ego, probably

might be onto something. "So, how did Andre find

left

Cedillo family, where daily life

water cooler, filling two bottles with warm water, with his "little shadow"

pouting on his left, not too thrilled, while Henry was on tiptoe on his right, hands

big kitty water bottle on the left, Andre added a few scoops of honey. The weather's getting colder, drink more warm water. You don't like plain water, so I got you Some wild honey, it's not too

her backpack on, pouted.

his mouth wide. "Ah, I,

glanced at his eager son. "See? If you don't want