Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1566

Andre nodded, not the least bit surprised. “Yep. He’s always known everything—every last lead about Maja. Cooper spilled it all to me when he was drunk.”

Mars, chewing his food, raised an eyebrow. “How does Cooper even know them?”

“He wanted to get back at me.”

The table fell silent for a second before everyone burst out laughing. Mars pointed his fork at Andre. “Seriously, how does your family always end up with all the good kids?”

Conner chimed in, “Exactly! Even Anya, the sweetest kid, somehow ended up in your clan.”

Teddy, ever the calm one, just shrugged. “Yeah, they’ve got all the good kids. But let’s not forget—they’re also magnets for troublemakers.”

Suddenly, no one was jealous of Andre anymore. Mars grinned, “Just our godson alone is a handful—he’s like three kids rolled into one, right?”

Conner shook his head. “You’re being modest. He’s easily five kids in one.”

Oakridge Gardens.

Mia was trying to eat dinner with one hand, the other wrangling a squirmy Henry. At the table, Anya mentioned she’d be graduating soon and couldn’t decide whether to intern or go for another qualification.

Molly and Mia stared at her, wide-eyed. “Wait, you’re a senior already?”

Even little Henry turned around, curious, standing on tiptoe to see what had his mom so shocked.

Leo, arm draped over Anya’s shoulder, looked at the two women and grinned. “Yep. This year she’s a senior. What’s so surprising?”

Mia and Molly exchanged looks. “Time’s flying by,” Mia said. “I could’ve sworn Anya was still a sophomore or maybe a junior.”

“Most days, it feels like time moves so slowly,” Mia sighed as her friend drove her to Crescent Park to meet her husband. “But tonight, it just hit me—years have gone by in a blink. Feels like we were just working on our dissertations yesterday.”

Andre was already downstairs, waiting for them. He scooped up his son with one arm, then poked his head through his sister’s car window. “There’s a lot of traffic tonight. Drive slow, okay? If the light turns yellow, don’t try to beat it.”

“Andre, it’s late. There’s hardly any cars out,” Jade protested.

“Doesn’t matter. You should still take it easy,” Andre insisted.

“Alright, alright, I got it.” Jade sat up straighter than she had for her driving test. With Andre watching, she eased the car away at a snail’s pace.

In the back seat, Wayne was already dozing off, lulled by the gentle motion of the car—nothing better than falling asleep in his mom’s arms.