Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1505

Chad drove over to pick up his apprentice, and Donnie didn’t mind at all—in fact, he was grinning from ear to ear, practically bouncing in his seat. “Boss, if I got framed, doesn’t that mean some big-time crook is actually scared of me?”

Chad chuckled. “That’s one way to see it.”

Donnie nodded proudly from the passenger seat. “If they’re worried about me, I must be doing something right.”

“All right, back to business—how much more do you need?” Chad asked.

“Twenty grand,” Donnie answered.

“I’ll transfer it to you this afternoon,” Chad said. “Next time, just say what you need. No beating around the bush.”

Donnie rubbed the back of his neck, a little sheepish. “Boss, I just feel awkward, you know? That’s a lot of money. Plus, your wife spends like it’s a sport—shopping, dressing up, you name it.”

Chad snorted. “We run two companies. I can afford my little shopaholic at home.”

After Chad dropped Donnie off at the station, Donnie got the bank notification later that afternoon.

When work wrapped up, Donnie wanted to treat Chad to dinner, but Chad shook his head. “My shopaholic is flying home tonight. I’ve got to pick her up at the airport.”

Nobody at the station even needed to ask—they all knew Officer Chad was heading out to collect his little queen.

The night was calm, the world quiet.

While everyone else was sound asleep, Jade finally came home.

Wayne was deep in dreamland until his mom smothered him in kisses—forehead, cheeks, chin, everywhere. He woke up cranky and started wailing. Then, through his tears, he realized it was his mom, back after days away. That made him cry even harder.

Molly just looked at him, not sure if her son was happy she was home or mad she’d been gone so long.

She scooped him up and crept out, praying she wouldn’t wake her nephew.

No such luck. Henry was already rolling around in bed. As soon as he heard the crying, he started whining too, eyes squeezed shut, and before long he was sitting up, joining in the chorus.

Jade, never one to come empty-handed, pulled out a bottle of soda she’d hauled all the way from abroad—even though you could buy it at any corner store here. “Andre, this is the drink Mia wanted. Take it to her, will you?”

The second Henry saw the bottle, he stopped crying. He stared, wide-eyed. “Daddy, can I have it?”

He reached out for the fizzy drink with chubby hands, and Andre handed it over, scooping his son up and heading back inside.

Late at night, in the bedroom, mother and son started “negotiating” over the soda.

After a few sips, Henry looked up, cheeks sticky and eyes shining. “Mommy, I’m still thirsty!”

Mia and her husband, wiped out, fell asleep almost instantly, leaving Henry to play with the bottle. Who knows when he finally crashed?

At dawn, Andre woke to find his son sprawled out on the comforter, sleeping like a starfish. Chuckling, he tucked the little guy under the covers.

Molly took a day off to rest and caught up on Donnie’s situation. Only when Chad told her he’d taken care of the money did she finally relax. “Chad, I thought Stephania wasn’t going to travel anymore now that she’s married.”