Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia looked at her little troublemaker and sighed, "Well, there goes your first kiss— to your baby brother."

As everyone else was heading to the plane, Henry, thinking he'd get another goodbye, got distracted for half a second—and next thing you know, he's already scrambling up the steps by himself.

"Henry!" Andre called out, "Get down from there! Planning to run off with them, are you?"

He scooped up his mischievous son and watched as the plane lifted off and disappeared into the sky.

With the guests gone, it was finally time for some family business behind closed doors.

Andre was about to drive everyone home, but as usual, Mia refused to ride with her husband. Henry, completely oblivious to the drama, was already climbing onto Andre's car-shoes off, little legs sticking out as he knelt on the back seat. "Daddy, let's go for a ride!"

Mia waved him off. "Go on, ride with your dad. Mommy's not coming."

She insisted on riding with her own dad, Hansen.

Molly saw what was happening and caught on immediately. She hurried to Hansen's other side. "Chad, you take your son and go ahead. I'll ride with Dad."

Only problem was, Chad's car didn't have the baby seat anymore-Wayne couldn't just be left alone. Someone had to ride with Chad, or Wayne had to go with Molly.noveldrama

So, Molly scooped up her son and took the backseat with her father.

Andre and Chad exchanged a look-they both knew exactly what the women were up to.

Andre locked the back doors, and the three cars pulled out, one after the other.

In Hansen's car, he glanced back at his two daughters, both crammed in the back. "What are you two doing here?"

Mia grinned. "Dad, how about some teamwork?"

Molly chimed in, "United front, right?”

Hansen, holding his little grandson, still held onto a sliver of hope. "Andre doesn't know what I was up to. If anyone's in trouble, it's you two for sneaking out all night."

Mia smirked. "Don't forget what Henry just learned to say."

Hansen fell silent.

Meanwhile, in Andre's Rolls-Royce, Henry piped up in his sweet little voice, "Daddy, sing karaoke!"

Andre put his foot down and got home first.

Hansen's car arrived next, with Chad bringing up the rear-playing bodyguard at the back.

But as soon as they got inside, Andre was already by the wall, and Henry was standing in time-out.

The little guy barely up to Andre's waist, stood with his hands behind his back. He

had no idea what was going on. He'd just been having a blast in the car, and now suddenly he was marched over for mysterious punishment.

Andre pointed at the empty space next to Henry. "Everyone, line up."

Henry turned to look, his rosy tongue poking out as he licked his lips, staring

blankly at his mom, aunt, and grandpa.

Dad had said, good kids don't get their butts smacked.

Mia hesitated, but her dutiful son called out, "Mom, come over!"

Mia gave in and walked over.

Molly set her son down and, holding Wayne's tiny hand, joined the line.

Wayne, for his part, had no clue what was happening.

Hansen was still hoping to skate by n't even look at him as he

Andre didn't

asked,

"And what about the karaoke. incident?

Hansen's eyes got huge-so Andre really did know!

Mia hadn't been bluffing!

Just then, Henry piped up, "Cuddle!"

Suddenly, the whole room went quiet.

Hansen's fingers twitched, itching to do something.

Mia caught her father's guilty look and spoke up, "You can punish

wife and yourson, but now you fou

to punish your old man too

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Andre was at a loss for words.

Molly sneaked her sister a thumbs-up from behind her back. No way was she

brave enough to say anything right now.