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Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1514

Maja wandered down to the creek and bent over, cupping the cold water in her hands to splash her face.

Behind her, a venomous snake slithered closer, tongue flicking in and out, eyes fixed on her back…

Havenbrook, Crescent Park.

Annie bolted upright from a nightmare, her skin clammy with sweat. Even awake, her heart wouldn’t stop pounding.

She sat up, took a long drink of water, and reached for her phone, instinctively dialing Conner for comfort.

Three tries. Each time, the line was busy.

“…So what’s the deal with Bash? Did Dark Web find Maja?” Conner’s voice was tense on the other end.

His guy shook his head. “Boss, your sister-in-law’s still missing. But Dark Web did drag some guy back.”

“A man?” Conner echoed, brow furrowing as he leaned back in his chair.

“Find out who he is. Forget tailing Dark Web—pull our people back. From now on, everyone heads straight into the woods. We’re racing them to find her.”

“Got it!”

Meanwhile, Dark Web had already made their move, disappearing into the mountains under the cover of night.

Twenty minutes later, Conner finally got off the phone. That’s when Annie’s call came in.

“Hey, Annie?”

She didn’t waste any time: “Who were you talking to? You were on the phone forever.”

“Just a contractor,” Conner replied, a little too quickly. Then he switched gears, putting on his usual charm. “So? Had any dreams about the baby? Are we really getting a little girl?”

But at the back of the room sat a tiny, rickety bed—the only thing Maja wanted in the world.

She dropped onto it, leaning against the wall, heart thundering as she finally let herself breathe.

She couldn’t take another step. Sitting there, she stared down at her beat-up shoes, eyes shining in the dark.

Meanwhile, deep in the woods, a pack of men picked their way through the undergrowth, compasses in hand, flashlights slicing through the night.

“If the boss’s sister-in-law makes it through a night out here, she’s tougher than Emmery,” one of them said, shaking his head. “Honestly, I’d call her a legend.”

“You guys don’t even know. The Martin sisters are wild. Naomi? She’s punched the boss more than once—gave him a black eye and everything. He still acts all sweet around her.”

“What is it with Anderson women?” someone joked.

The guy leading the way had been around since the early days with Mr. Nettleton, and now ran with Conner’s crew, so he’d seen plenty. “No lie. Back in the day, the Nettleton maids used to look down on Maja after her family lost their fortune. She put them in their place so good, they disappeared from the house for good after that.”

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