Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 669

"What kind of magic trick is this?" Another mystery had just popped up.

Mia warned, "Call him by his proper name, not his nickname."

In the Byrne family's already joyful living room, the arrival of the little guy sparked even more happiness.

But Molly had to step on a landmine, "Henry."

The smiling toddler suddenly stopped, his excitement gradually fading as he stared blankly at his aunt holding him.

"Henry?" Molly called out again, testing the waters.

The little one pouted, blinking his bright, clear eyes.

Molly, puzzled, remarked, "Weird, he's not even crying."

No sooner had she spoken than the little darling's lips turned down in a pout, his face crumpling as cries began to spill out.

"Waaah waaah-"

As the child cried, Kendrick looked on amusedly, while Grandma Aubree and Grandpa Elmer watched lovingly, eager to soothe the teary Henry. Chad, having just ended a call, hurried over to embrace the crying baby, "There, there, tell Uncle, why the tears? Did Molly tease you?" ""Waaah ah ah ah"

Officer Chad was at a loss.

Molly froze, not knowing what to do as the child's cries escalated.

Now, with the little one inconsolable, refusing even his formula with a frown.

Chad, holding him close, gently patting his back, tried soothing him to no avail.

Nervously biting her nails, Molly sought advice from Mia, busy with classes outside, "Mia, your son's crying a storm. How do I calm him?"

"Tell him you love him."

Miss Marlow: "What kind of voodoo is that?"

Still, she told her little nephew, "Henry, your aunt loves you."

The little one continued to cry, unaffected.

"Mia, it's not working."

Mia replied, "Take him to Cedillo Inc., give him to Andre. Nothing else works now."

Molly: "..." How did soothing a baby become a mission to replace Andre at Cedillo Group? She hadn't forgotten the incident when Leo teased Henry until he cried, resulting in Leo's car being impounded and painted pink by Andre's command. What if Andre found out she was the one who upset him?

Nevertheless, with the child's heart-wrenching cries, they had no choice but to head to Cedillo Inc., the baby sobbing all the way, lips quivering, heartbreakingly pitiful.

Arriving without an appointment, the receptionist initially refused them entry.

But upon recognizing the president's precious baby, they were swiftly allowed upstairs.

Mia instructed, "Use Andre's private elevator."

Inside Andre's elevator, Molly, for the first time, clung to Chad's arm, "Chad, I'm your wife, you'll protect me, right?"

Chad glanced at her, "Where are we sleeping tonight?"

"Your room!" At this moment, the fear of Andre's unknown punishment far outweighed any physical discomfort.

Chad, with a chuckle, "Let's head back early then."

Stepping out, Andre, from behind his office door, recognized his son's cries.

Leo, rising to his feet, went to comfort his little brother, "What's got you so upset?"

Then, Andre appeared.

"Henry?"

The little one, upon seeing his dad, felt even more aggrieved.

Andre, taking his son, motioned the couple into his office, "Come to my office." He then dismissed his nephew, "Get back to work."

Leo, reluctant but obeying, slowly returned to his duties.

Back in the office, Andre inquired, "What's the matter now? Wasn't he at home?"

Chad explained, "I just called him by his name, and he started crying."

Molly, grateful for Chad's intervention, looked at him as her savior.

Upon learning the reason, Andre couldn't help but laugh. Gently wiping his son's tears with a soft cloth and cradling him close, he soothed, "Henry, Mom and Dad love you most. Don't cry, my son. You're Henry too, no one else." Molly, curious, asked, "Andre, what's going on with your son?"

"He doesn't recognize his own name; we've always used his nickname. Mention 'Henry,' and he thinks we're calling someone else."

Chad, intrigued, commented, "Kids sure can get jealous."

"Nearly half a year old, and the jealousy is strong. One night away from Mia, and he's all pouts and tantrums. Even in the womb, he had a temper."

Andre's embrace worked like magic, calming the child as he carried him to the window, offering him a sense of security. It took a while, but the little one's cries finally ceased, though his lashes, clumped together from tears, made him all the more adorable. Leo, unable to resist his brother's charm, made several attempts to enter. Andre, unamused, kept shooing him away, "Get back to work."

Seeing his unlucky brother, the little one, now quiet, eagerly reached out to Leo for a cuddle.

Eventually, Andre asked his nephew, "Think you can work faster holding Henry?"

"One hour tops," Leo bargained.

"Half an hour," Andre challenged, pushing for productivity.

Leo agreed, "Deal."

With that, he confidently took the baby from his uncle's arms, excitedly leaving the office.

After Leo's departure, Molly nudged Chad, her complicity in teasing Andre's son making her too guilty to speak up herself, hence nudging Chad to do it for her.

Their unspoken understanding clear, Chad asked on her behalf, "Something off with Leo?"

Andre, eyeing his nephew through the surveillance, scoffed, "He's sulking with me. Let's see how long that lasts." Turning to his sister, "And you, what mischief have you been up to now? You've been silent since you arrived." Molly's gaze shifted to Chad, wondering how her brothers always saw right through her every move.

Chad, with a soft chuckle, revealed, "Henry was a stealth mission from Dad today. Dad scolded Molly earlier."

After the incident, Molly felt a twinge of guilt. "Andre, I'll be stepping out. I'll keep an eye on the kids for you," she said, not waiting for a response before she vanished.

Once Molly was gone, Andre turned to Chad with a direct question, "Is Henry's crying somehow related to Molly?"

Chad hesitated, offering no reply.

Outside, Molly found a stool and sat down next to Leo.

The two cousins, both sharing the same uncle, turned their heads in unison, giving their meddlesome aunt identical looks of annoyance.

"What are you doing here?" they seemed to ask in silence.

"Ah, just, you know, hiding from the grim reaper," Molly joked, trying to lighten the mood.

The little one let out a cry, clearly not amused.

Just as Molly was about to approach her younger nephew, Leo scooped the little guy up, placing him on his lap and continued to work with one hand, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.