Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Mia kept her cool, even though she wanted to give that bold young heiress a round of applause. She loved her guts.

Even with someone coughing to get her attention, Aimee snapped her fingers and called over a servant. "Get that guy with his mistress out of here. I'm Ms. Aimee, and I won't stand for it!"

"Miss, that's Mr. Shaw, our business partner. The master invited him personally," the servant explained.

Aimee was livid. "So you can't kick him out, huh?"

Mia couldn't help but suggest, "Why not invite his wife over then?"noveldrama

Aimee clapped her hands, "... That's a brilliant idea!"

She shot a glance at the gentle and composed Mia. Not only was she stunning, but she also had just the right kind of sass.

Mia sat there, playing the role of the sophisticated Mrs. Cedillo, when a servant discreetly approached Miss Hernandez and whispered something to her.

The heiress, Miss Hernandez, lost her cool, "That ungrateful Mae..."

"Cough, cough, cough" went the actress, practically hacking up a lung.

Mia watched the "show" unfold with a gossipy grin that was so much like her beloved son's. What's the deal here?

Andre sat in the lounge, his son in his arms, surrounded by the elders who had invited him over for dinner the previous night, including those who were there when his wife's paper got rejected.

Mr. Sullivan struck up a conversation, "Andre, did Mrs. Cedillo's paper get sorted out?"

Talking about his wife made Andre smile, "She graduated without a hitch, which was a huge relief for me."

Hansen and Seth were deep in conversation, totally oblivious to everyone else's mood. They chatted about the old days, laughing heartily.

With a familiar prideful tone, Hansen said, "I'm not bragging, but my three kids, daughters-in-law, and future granddaughters-in-law always bring me treats when they visit. Look at me, I'm practically thriving. My grandson and I are super close; he's always by my side."

Turning back, Hansen clapped his hands, "Grandson, come to grandpa."

Henry raised his little arms and dove over, "Hug hug!"

Hansen boasted again, "Give grandpa a kiss."

Henry obediently puckered his lips and kissed him. Instantly, everyone else was green with envy, especially the room full of old-timers. Hearing Henry's sweet little voice say hug, melted everyone's hearts.

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Seth was especially chipper, his cheeks rosy despite his white hair, "Hansen, you've got to show me how to handle a baby. When Aimee

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"No problem, let's keep in touch and exchange tips on grandparenting. Honestly, I have a grandson not even three months old who insists on being held by grandpa before he'll sleep."

Andre thought, "...My dear dad, always with the stories."

Soon enough, Miss Hernandez, the "troublesome" heiress, came over with her newborn son...

Mia looked at the well-behaved baby, quiet as a mouse, and felt a pang of jealousy. Why was her little one such a little tiger, never still for a moment?

As soon as Mia entered the lounge, she caught everyone's attention again. The women with thick makeup all turned their eyes toward her. Who was she? Henry called out, "Mommy!"

And just like that, Mia's identity was confirmed.

Everyone had a lightbulb moment—she was Andre's dearly beloved wife.