Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1543

The woman's wrists and fingers sparkled with elegant, expensive jewelry as she led the way, heels clicking against the pavement with every confident step. She shot a look at the two guards posted outside the Dark Web club and the heavy doors blocking her path. "What's the plan? You want me to kick the door down?"

Her voice oozed allure, but her eyes held an unmistakable authority that made people nervous.

The guards knew better than to argue. The doors swung open almost immediately, and the woman swept inside, her entourage following in her wake. Conner watched from the side, his brow furrowed. What's going on here?

The newcomers' uniforms screamed military-local, by the looks of it.

He glanced at the black car parked nearby, catching sight of a man in the back seat.

Who the hell was that?

Inside, the chaos had settled. Henry snuggled into his dad's neck, his little face half-hidden, big bright eyes curiously scanning the room.

For once, Andre looked every bit the gentle father, rubbing his son's back to comfort him.

"Miles, Kristen just showed up." One of Miles's men hurried in, keeping his voice low.

"Kristen? What's she doing here?" As if things weren't

voice rang out, sharp as a whip. "Just here to see how much nerve

a vivid red dress strode in. Henry cocked his head,

offering a

an air of cool superiority, her attention fixed on

But Henry's eyes lit up, and

shout startled

princess attitude melted away. Kristen's face broke into a glowing smile, arms thrown wide. "Come

dad's grasp, waving

on earth was

that sing-song, doting tone adults save for

usually so unflappable, turned to

a kiss on her cheek, his lips wobbling as he complained, "They were mean

She shot a frosty glance around the room, her

answer. The room was thick with confusion. Andre, studying Kristen's attitude and how everyone addressed her, was starting

kid really did know people on this side-and not

stepped behind her husband.