Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1533

Mia slid the suitcase handle toward Annie with a calm, practiced motion, her eyes flicking to her precious little boy-a silent handoff, trusting Annie to keep him safe.

Annie grabbed the handle, gave the security cameras a quick once-over, then shot Mia a look, her gaze landing on a spot in the distance. No words were needed; both women nodded, perfectly in sync.

Little Henry, blissfully unaware, gripped the suitcase handle in his pudgy fists, swaying back and forth. Why wasn't his "car" going yet?

Mia stayed behind as Annie whisked Henry away, moving briskly through the parking garage.

Everyone knew Henry was a total mama's boy. The moment he realized his mom wasn't following, he craned his round face back and called out, "Mommy! Your baby's over here!" His voice echoed, innocent and sweet.

Mia watched her son, took a deep breath, and let out a sigh of relief. He was safe, at least for now.

Annie, never letting her guard down, kept a steady hand on Henry's back, worried he might stumble. Right now, all she could do was put her faith in Mia and keep Henry moving.

She picked up the pace, practically power-walking. Behind her, two men set their sights on Mia and matched her speed.

Just as they closed in, Mia spun on her heel and flashed them a dazzling, fearless smile.

the unmistakable sounds of a fight broke out, echoing through

back. She charged toward the elevator near the security monitors, clutching Henry's little hand and dialing Conner, trying to keep

your husband-" Conner's tone was light for all of two seconds. Then, something shifted. He shot up in his chair, all business, voice dropping low. "Get somewhere

Henry, torn between running back to help and pushing forward to keep him safe. Behind her, the fight raged on. Should she turn back and let Mia make a break for

still clueless, twisted around in Annie's grip, trying to catch a glimpse of

Cedillo Inc., Andre's

voice sharp. "Dark Web's

Back in the garage-

off two guys at once, he grew frantic, forgetting all about

hood, making as much noise as

really after her. When they veered off toward Annie

you don't,” she said, planting herself between them and her

punch, stopping them in their

more masked men appeared. All four wore matching outfits— definitely

her shoulder. Annie and Henry