Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1666

Milka just stared, lost for words.

Mars grinned as he tucked his phone away. "Milka, isn't this girl adorable? Leo's got a soft spot for her kind, but me-I only have eyes for you."

Milka grabbed a piece of chicken and dropped it into Mars's bowl. "Eat your food."

Her dad was still watching them.

Jupiter barely touched his meal before putting down his chopsticks. "I'm done."

Mars teased, "Uncle, seeing Milka and me together-does it make you miss Auntie?"

Jupiter huffed, "Don't talk nonsense. We're divorced. There's nothing between us anymore."

aide's help, Jupiter left the dining room for the living room. At the table, Milka and Mars exchanged a glance—years of unspoken understanding passing between them. Even after all this time, they could read each other

and threw his arm over the back of his chair, turning a simple move into something effortlessly cool. "Uncle, when you reach a certain age,

him under the table, warning him to watch

shot her a look, letting her know not to worry, then strolled over to the Solomon family's liquor cabinet, making himself at home as always. He pulled out a bottle of wine he'd brought along and came back with two glasses, settling down next to Jupiter. "Uncle, you and I-both wounded by those two women. Let's have a

empty-handed. He always brought good liquor and fine cigars for the family. You could tell how much

younger days, the one who'd always treated her best. She'd met others since, but none ever measured

about comparison. She just never really

tried to get close, Milka's first instinct was to keep

treated her, she'd find a way to return the favor.

the meals they'd shared. Sometimes he'd toss her his phone and say, "I'm hitting the restroom. You pay the check, same code as

never use his

that, started settling the bill before even heading to

in, and that supposedly "mild"