Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1263

"He might know what projects Dad had going on before he left and what his future plans were," Patrick mused.

Aimee was puzzled, "But Patrick, this means you're just walking in Dad's footsteps, not making your own path."

"The only way to figure out whose toes Dad might have stepped on, and who had a reason to hurt him, is to retrace his steps," Patrick explained.

Aimee got it then. Patrick wanted to walk the same path his father did, immerse himself in the past to narrow down the list of suspects. They both sat in silence, deep in thought, pondering the same issue but from different angles.

After a while, Patrick broke the silence, "Why haven't I heard little Max's giggles in a bit?"

Aimee looked down at the "little bundle" in her arms, "Oh, he's dozed off."

When her husband wasn't home, Max made it his job to keep his mom company at night. And now, whenever he woke up and didn't find her there, he'd let out a big cry. Even during his afternoon naps, he'd gotten used to waking up cuddled in her arms.

"Aimee, I got a call coming in, I'll hang up for now."

up the call and

construction near Riverview Mall? That's

a quick win; I can't afford a

to turn that area into a posh neighborhood so quickly. Are your blueprints ready? Have you sent

this fast? You must've had this

heads-up, "The Hoffman family won't let you start construction that easily. Riverview Group was never a Collins

at least let Song Corp

sharp, he didn't worry too much, "Just call if

"Thanks."

work, was also on her way back, with the summer night still warm. Little Max didn't mind the heat, even with the car's air conditioning on. He insisted on having the window down, his tiny hand holding the edge,

the back holding Max, was lost

noticed, "Hey sis, what's on your

suddenly disappeared, what would

you're not sick or anything, right?" Brooks