Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1297

"Chad, when did you find out?" Leo asked, reflecting on the time he'd fibbed to his girlfriend. Suddenly, he had a flash of understanding about why his uncle and partner had spun tales while pursuing their wives last year.

"Just now," he mumbled.

Marla and Mia, the ever-present mischief-makers, chimed in, "Come on, Leo, didn't your brother call you two days ago about this?"

Leo just sighed.

As Anya was gearing up to land a playful punch, Andre's voice boomed through the airport, "Henry, get down from there! Do you want to lose your behind?"

All eyes darted to Henry, who was off on his own, inspecting the massive plane.

Henry stood there, staring up at the giant aircraft, his mouth forming a perfect "o" of awe. He had scrambled up some inspection stairs that had no handrails, looking every bit like he might tumble down at any second.

Andre rushed to scoop him up, but not before another figure darted in. "Hey, buddy, what do you think you're doing?" The kid's uncle, ever the guardian angel, had swooped in.

With his uncle there, Henry didn't get to walk anymore. Even getting on the plane meant being carried in his uncle's arms.

The place was buzzing with people, so no one felt left out. Everyone seemed to find their own little crew.

Andre and Chad managed the whole ordeal, and once everything was sorted, they closed the plane's door.

Inside, the cabin was decked out with lounges, a tea room, and even an entertainment area...

was Henry's first experience on such a fancy plane, and he was off on his little adventures, scurrying around

Henry's wails echoed from the back. The parents stayed put, unfazed. Molly nudged, "Hey,

craned his neck, curious about

no way my husband and

Cooper was

over, followed by

the Hansen

by one, they

to the back.

the drama this

Henry emerged, being cuddled by his uncle, tears still clinging

watched his brother, soft and

plane took

whimpering too, the strange

him close, soothing him as he let

moment, Henry

He slid

over to Wayne,

tiny

chest, cooing, "There, thes