Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 610

Andre cradled his son as he stepped out of the elevator, catching sight of his nephew, Leo, lounging around without a care in the world. "Leo, my office. Now."

Leo grunted in acknowledgment and trailed behind Andre.

The little one twisted his head, curious about the brother who always managed to make him cry. Leo, unable to resist, scooped up the soft, adorable bundle, inhaling the sweet scent of baby powder. "Ah, ah," the baby cooed.

Leo, holding the baby close, half-joked, "Uncle, your son's trying to pick a fight with me."

Andre, his mind on other things, asked, "What's the deal with the car?"

Leo blinked, trying to evade the question. "I didn't use your money. Bought it myself."

Andre's eyes narrowed, his tone cold. "And how did you earn it?"

Leo swallowed hard, using the baby as a shield. "Trading stocks."

"Show me. Which stocks did you buy?"

Leo didn't move a muscle, nor did he reach for his phone. Andre, almost certain now, leaned back, his gaze hardening. "You think making quick money is a long-term plan?"

Leo looked up, startled by his uncle's anger.

Instead of pride, Andre's expression was one of disappointment.

Leo's confidence wilted. "Just this once."

Andre's icy stare made it clear Leo had no room to argue. The intimidating aura Andre exuded was something even seasoned businessmen found daunting, let alone a young man like Leo who hadn't fully entered the real world. "Put the kid down. Take half a day off and clean up whatever mess you've made," Andre ordered.

Leo gently placed the baby into a nearby rocker but then remembered the baby's recent attempts to roll over. Concerned, he handed the baby back to Andre.

As Leo left, Andre placed his son on the desk, booted up his computer, and delved into the dark web, searching for any information related to Leo's activities.

Alone now, Leo was deep in thought. His last foray into the dark web hadn't gone unnoticed, and he knew he was being tracked. Despite shaking them off, entering that world meant he was now a target.

He realized he should have laid low, but instead, he'd shown off by solving a problem for a company that no one else could fix. No wonder his uncle was mad; he hadn't thought things through.

After resolving the issue, Leo returned to the office. "Uncle, it's all taken care of," he announced.

The baby, now contentedly sucking on a teddy bear's paw, made happy, slobbery sounds.

Andre tested the baby formula's temperature, then gently fed his son. "Back to work," he told Leo, who nodded and left.

Later, picking up Anya from the university, Leo parked the car and hacked into the system he'd just secured.

Anya, thrilled, jumped into the car. "Chad, this car is comfier than your sports car."

Leo closed his laptop with a smirk. "You just don't know how to enjoy the finer things."

Anya, undeterred, decided not to argue.

Mia was taking extra classes to save up for a holiday. At seven o'clock, she was still in class, frequently checking her phone, knowing her husband and son were coming to pick her up. As the sky darkened and the professor droned on, Mia was among the few students still paying attention.

She texted her husband, "Honey, I'm finishing late. Don't come to pick me up."

The Rolls-Royce GHOST sat in its usual spot, surrounded by students enjoying their college life.

Inside, the baby slept soundly in his father's arms, the car warm and cozy.

Andre, pretending to work late, was actually keeping an eye on the university forum, amused by the posts about him and his family.

When Mia rushed to the car after class, she was met with Andre's gentle tease about their online popularity, especially their son's, which seemed to surpass even hers.

Mia, once a celebrated beauty of the campus, couldn't believe their son, merely a "tiny meatball" with an unseen face, was more popular than her.

Andre showed her the forum posts, their playful banter a testament to their loving, if slightly competitive, relationship.

Mia glanced at her adorable son, nestled comfortably in her husband's arms, lost in sweet dreams. The more she thought about it, the more incredulous she became. "Honey, did you hire some kind of PR team for our son?"

"If I were to hire anyone, it'd be for you," her husband quipped with a smile.

Feeling a sudden urge to cuddle their son, Mia moved closer to check if his tiny hands and feet were warm enough.

But then, snapping back to reality, Mia fixed her gaze on her husband. "Hold on a minute! We were talking about something serious. Why are you dodging the question?"

Andre, with a sly grin, gently reminded her, "Mia, you've got a class to teach."

This snippet of their daily life was a blend of humor, love, and the mundane yet magical moments that come with parenting and partnership. The conversation, peppered with affectionate teasing and the responsibilities of adult life, painted a picture of a couple navigating life's ups and downs together.