Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

"No way, she's not faking it, right? She doesn't even look old enough to have kids! 'Auntie' and her friend both seem so young. How could either of them already have a kid let alone two? I bet she just didn't want to say anything and made it up to mess with us."

Noah glanced back, his voice calm. "She really did. They weren't lying."

One had the boss's own kid, and the other had his nephew.

"Noah, how'd you find out? Did you guys look into it or something? Come on, spill! Back then, we were all trying to win over 'Auntie.' We thought she was basically a goddess.” In their eyes, anyone who could rack up results like that—regardless of what she actually looked like—had to be out of this world.

Noah looked over at the CEO and added quietly, “Better take care of yourself." Because honestly, that goddess was now the boss's girl-the woman he held close, the mother of his kid.

Andre frowned, irritated. "Enough. Quiet down."

Instant silence.

No one dared say another word.

Downstairs, more and more people were arriving. Almost all the potential contestants had shown up at the stage.

the competition. When the time

their posts—upstairs as bodyguards, at the door as security, outside on patrol, keeping watch from all corners went

fight broke out or things

door, the ones outside making rounds—they all carried the Black Pass

a Black Pass could you

'Auntie' getting married so young. None of them ever stood

glanced at the

the bright side. Having a lively wife is way

was watching a live video feed. "She's a little too

Henry, doesn't

because Henry is just

a kid, she got off

little wildcat with both their genes.

Bluewater, Leo was surrounded

want for dinner? I

he could hear was a mess of kids yelling,