Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1219

Andre walked into the room, finding a dozen assassins already subdued. Annie

had a minor scrape, but Mia was not only unharmed; she was downright furious. Even though everyone was under control, she delivered a fierce kick to one of the men, shouting, "That's for hitting my son! Try that again, and see if I don't make you regret it!" With each word, her kicks grew more forceful.

Holding Mia close, Andre felt her warmth and closed his eyes. In that brief

moment when he couldn't find his wife and child, he imagined himself begging the heavens, willing to trade the rest of his life for their safety.

"Honey?"

Andre quickly wiped away the moisture from his lashes, making sure no one noticed his vulnerability. "Stop, you'll ruin your hands."

The fierce Mrs. Cedillo from a moment ago turned into a purring kitten in Andre's embrace. Mia, with a tearful voice, lamented, "Honey, he slapped our baby's face, and it's all swollen. It's heartbreaking."

Without a second thought, Andre dispatched the man with a single shot to the head. "Problem solved."

Mia, with her ears covered and her eyes shielded by Andre's chest, felt reassured. "It's okay now, love."

Andre's waist. "If you hadn't come,

now; everything's

those we picked up on the way, we have 24 people. One

familiar face. "Have we met before?" The man was at a loss. Was she

sharp memory, gave a little cough to divert her focus. "Mia, you know I get jealous when you look

started to say, "No, honey, I just

our son?"

eyes went wide. "Our son! We have to find him." She

Mia shouted, "Henry, sweetie!"

party called

in,

out! Your godfather wants to show you

out and let

bushes and emptied trash cans, but

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seek and that I'd spank him