Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Hansen looked puzzled, "What's up with my Mia this time?"

In the dead of night, everything was silent.

Exhausted, the young woman lay face down on the bed, her bare back exposed. Andre stepped out onto the open balcony, plopped down in a chair, and casually lit a cigarette. He dialed a number.

The call was answered quickly. A fierce determination flashed in Andre's eyes. "He saw my wife's face; he can't be allowed to live."

Knowing him, it was easy to guess the girl he was with today.

To deal with the problem thoroughly, you have to eliminate all the roots, leave no loose ends!

The man on the other end agreed, "Alright, he's a hitman from the Dark Web, goes by Vulture."

A cold smile curled Andre's lips as he exhaled a swirl of smoke and flicked the ash from his cigarette. "Meet me tomorrow."

After hanging up, Andre gazed at the starless night sky. If he could plant a Greg in Cedillo Inc., it seemed he could also send a hitman to his operation, The Silent Ring. This was clearly a direct challenge.

Andre's eyes narrowed with resolve, "Let's get started."

Meanwhile, in a shadowy corner somewhere else...

A man meditated with closed eyes, a giant spider above his head surrounded by webs. The room, shrouded by thick curtains, was steeped in darkness.

"Kon, Andre's onto us. Greg was taken down by him," someone informed.

Kon opened his eyes, "Let's see if Andre's a legend or if the Dark Web has the upper hand."

The next morning...

Mia sat up in bed, her son Henry already crawling beside her, playfully sticking his little bottom in the air. "Sweetheart, hand mommy her phone."

Henry crawled over, offering the phone from the nightstand with both hands to his

mom.

His sweet obedience earned him two kisses from Mia before she grabbed the phone to call Leo, only to find it still off. She gritted her teeth, "Leo, you're gonna hear it from me." noveldrama

Henry stood up, wrapped his arms around his mom's neck, and planted a kiss on her cheek, "Mommy."

"My little guy is the best." Mia hugged her son close, "Your dad's a real piece of work, a villain, sly and deceitful."

Just then, Andre walked out of the bathroom. Mia saw him all dressed up and swallowed her words.

Henry, still in his mom's arms, craned his neck to look at his dad, then back at his mom, wondering why she stopped complaining.

"Go on." Andre stood at the foot of the bed, hands in his pockets, looking stern.

Mia bit her lip, holding her son, "Your father is the best man in the world, mommy's greatest love. Your dad is

mommy what water is to life. He's my sunshine; wherever his light shines, mommy blooms..."

Andre couldn't take it anymore. He pointed towards the dining area, "Get up and eat, Henry's already on his second helping. If you don't eat now, he's going to finish your breakfast too."

Mother and son exchanged glances, Mia: "You've eaten twice?"

"Uh-huh!" Henry adorably replied.

Mia, with her little chunk in tow, got out of bed, passing her husband, "Honey, I love you."

Andre's expression softened, his tone less stern, "Go eat."

Mia pouted, standing there, waiting. Andre knew what she wanted. "I love you

too."