Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 788

Leo had just gotten home as the sun dipped below the horizon. Walking into his rented apartment, he saw his roommates lined up, waiting their turn in the bathroom. "Hey, Leo! Where've you been? We were gonna invite you out for dinner this afternoon, but you were

MIA."

Leo replied, "University's out for the break, so I spent the day taking my girlfriend home."

Everyone knew about Leo's girlfriend. Some had even met her and commented on how the guy in the master bedroom had an exceptionally beautiful girlfriend. One roommate, an intern at a film production company, exclaimed, "She's way prettier than most of the people I've seen at work. She's got that unique look-naturally stunning without makeup, and even with makeup, she doesn't just blend into the crowd."

Leo smiled, soaking in their compliments with a gracious nod.

He added himself to a group chat on Messenger that included all his roommates. Some of them even scrolled through his profile pictures to get a glimpse of his girlfriend.

Back in his room, Leo enjoyed the privacy of his own en-suite bathroom. It was small but served its purpose.

Staring at his reflection, he couldn't quite pinpoint why he felt so lonely and melancholic. Maybe it was knowing there'd be no one waiting at the company entrance with his breakfast, or someone to meet him after work and walk back to the apartment together. Being in a relationship for a long time can become addictive; being alone felt a bit desolate.

After quickly finishing his nightly routine, his phone rang with a video call, "Chad, are you back home?"

Hearing the voice made Leo smile.

Being away from home, every time he heard "Chad," his heart felt lighter. Even through a digital connection, the feeling was the same.

...

The night was serene, with the moon hanging high in the sky.

At the Cedillo household, Mia was taking a bath, while the father and son, fresh from their baths, were having a moment of "deep father-son bonding." Henry was sitting directly on Andre's neck, drooling and enthusiastically nibbling on Andre's face, making it impossible for Andre to dodge.

Mia walked in after her bath and saw the scene on the bed. "Son, with your weight, be careful not to suffocate your dad."

Henry continued excitedly calling out 'Daddy' while nibbling on him.

"Honey, I need a ride to my mom's place tomorrow when you go to work."

Andre asked, "You got something to do there?"

"Yeah, nothing major, just give me a lift."

Andre suggested, "Should we leave our son at home then, let my dad take care of him?"

"No way, with how old my dad is, I don't want to overburden him. The housekeeper isn't exactly his favorite playmate, and Naomi has her own things to do. I'm on holiday, so it wouldn't be right to trouble someone else with the childcare. I'll just take him with me in the stroller." After finishing her skincare routine, Mia roughly pulled Henry into her arms and onto the bed.

When Henry was born, she was terrified seeing the doctors handling her son so roughly, thinking how delicate her baby was.

However, as time passed, Mia realized her handling was nothing compared to the doctors'.

The next morning, Hansen saw his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson getting ready to leave. "What's the occasion, heading back to your folks' again?"

Mia was on her knees on the floor, applying sunscreen on her son and putting on his sun hat. "We'll be back in the afternoon, Dad."

Knowing his family wasn't leaving for long, Hansen was relieved and didn't inquire further.

Upon reaching the Irvin household, they bumped into Aaron, who was about to leave for work. The visit of his grandson made Aaron nearly miss a morning meeting. Madison chuckled, "Your dad was just talking about missing you last night, and here you are today."

Molly drove her mother to the office early in the morning, yawning frequently along the way.

"Don't just sit around in the office this week; make sure you go out and inspect the stores."

Molly nodded, "Don't worry, Mom, I've got it," following with another yawn.

Coleen asked, "What time did you go to bed?"

Molly replied, "I stayed up until midnight watching a historical drama series with grandma, then went to sleep."

Coleen remarked, "You knew you had work today and still stayed up so late. Chad too, he doesn't look after you."

Arriving at the office, Molly watered the plants on her desk, clocked in, and started her day's work.

She had become accustomed to her busy schedule, spending her mornings analyzing data and printing reports for her mother to review, then heading out to inspect the stores.

Molly had an affinity for shopping, a habit she might have picked up from her childhood days spent accompanying her mother, Coleen, who would dress both herself and her daughter up beautifully.

Everyone loves beauty, and so did Molly. As her mother became busier, Chad took over the role. Gradually, Molly became a fashion front-runner.

Her wardrobe was filled with clothes, ranging from trendy outfits, casual sportswear, to exquisite gowns and everyday attire. Whether it was online shopping, pre-ordering from fashion shows, or magazine covers, if she liked something, she would buy it, filling her walk-in closet to the brim.

Molly and her cousin from the Cedillo family had the most extensive clothing collections in the whole family.

One day, Molly took a file and headed to a large shopping mall to inspect a store under the Yemo brand.

Dressed in high heels and styled maturely and intelligently, her true age and emotional maturity were hard to guess.

After inspecting one store, Molly didn't leave immediately; instead, she wandered around, browsing through the shops.

After visiting one, she continued her inspections, driving to another large shopping mall.

Upon Molly's arrival, the sales staff became visibly nervous, and the store manager was exceptionally respectful. They all knew the woman before them was the CEO's daughter and daughter-in-law, the future CEO, and even Andre's own sister.

Having spent a considerable time in the company, rumors about Molly had spread; she was known as the lady of the Cedillo family, the adopted daughter of the Byrne family, and the daughter-in-law.

There were even stories suggesting she married into the Byrne family as a way of repaying a debt of gratitude.

By noon, Molly hadn't returned for lunch, continuing her inspections into the afternoon.

"Why is this new lightweight shirt not selling well?" Molly asked, noticing the unsold stock as she reviewed the inventory. Though it seemed minor, having checked six stores that day with three showing overstock, Molly became cautious when half of the stores showed the same issue.

The sales staff, nervous and unsure, couldn't provide a clear answer, as customers who tried on the clothes invariably didn't buy them.

Molly, focused on her work, pressed, "There must be a reason customers are not buying. What's the most common feedback you've heard?" "Displeasure."

Molly put down her pen, those three words were a challenge for anyone.

Soon, another customer walked in. Molly said, "Everyone, get back to work, and while you're at it, recommend the new arrivals."

The sales staff immediately understood Molly's intent and went over to greet the customer.

Molly also closed her notebook and started browsing through the other clothes in the shop.

"Ma'am, this sheer blouse is the latest addition to our collection, crafted using traditional artisan techniques. Would you like to try it on?"

"Sure, I'll try it on."

The afternoon brought more people into the shop, highlighting any issues. The morning, especially being a Monday, was quite slow. Hence, Molly had spent a long time in this store.