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."

the call and dialed back

construction near Riverview Mall? That's a bit quick, don't you

"It's gotta be a quick win; I can't afford

posh neighborhood so quickly. Are your blueprints ready? Have you sent out the bids? What about the construction firm..." "Breaking ground

this fast? You must've had this planned from

"The Hoffman family won't let you start construction that easily. Riverview Group was never a Collins family business, so the Collins family

shouldn't we at least let Song

knowing his brother-in-law was sharp, he didn't worry too much, "Just

"Thanks."

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

back holding Max, was lost

sis, what's on

disappeared,

you're not sick or anything, right?"