Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1687

James only hit the books because there was no one to play with—he wasn’t exactly doing it for fun.

In the Calder family living room, Mrs. Calder was busy teaching her son poetry, while Mr. Calder was itching to take him outside for a swim.

“What’s with you?” Mrs. Calder huffed. “You’re holding back my educational progress.”

Mr. Calder just grinned. “Let the kid play. Why start studying so early? He’ll have to learn this stuff eventually anyway—there’s no escaping it. Might as well let him run wild while he can.”

With that, Mr. Calder grabbed his son’s hand and hauled him off for some real childhood fun.

Lately, James and his much-older dad had been getting along better than ever.

That evening, Leo was waiting at the Cedillo family’s gate to pick up Anya.

He spotted her coming out in slippers, dangling her shoes and socks from one hand.

“What happened to you?” he asked.

Anya puffed out her cheeks. “Got soaked while playing.”

Leo shot her a knowing look. “Let me guess, you got wet chasing after those two little troublemakers again?”

He knew all too well what kind of messes Ms. Anya could get into.

Back home, Leo sent Anya off to shower. While she was in the bathroom, he stayed at the sink, scrubbing her muddy shoes and rinsing her socks.

“Chad, I’ll wash them in a minute! You don’t have to do it!” Anya called from the bathroom.

Leo just called back, “What does it matter who washes them?”

Anya slid open the bathroom door a crack, steam curling around her as she peeked out, eyes soft and misty. “Chad, you’re making me feel awkward.”

Leo turned to look at her—the steamy air, Anya’s flushed cheeks, dark hair stuck in damp strands to her face. He could just imagine what she looked like behind the glass. His breath quickened, and he set down what he was holding, heading straight for the bathroom.

Anya’s eyes widened. She could sense trouble coming her way.

The teddy bear had long since been evicted to the spare room. This was his territory now.

The next morning,

Molly strolled into the office right on the dot, yawning, only to be greeted by her mother’s signature look of disapproval.

“Inheriting the company isn’t so bad,” Molly said, stretching. “I can show up at the last minute and no one dares complain. Mom, maybe it’s time you just retired.”

Coleen shot her a glare. “Planning a hostile takeover, are you?”

Anya arrived at the office too, only to be met by a storm of rumors. Patty was spreading gossip everywhere, insisting Anya had some mysterious advisor backing her, and warning everyone to watch out—she might be scheming against you next.

Anya just put on her best clueless smile. “No way, Ms. Carter is our manager. Why would she plot against everyone? Patty, are you badmouthing Ms. Carter again? Careful, or I’ll have to let her know.”

With that, Anya both admitted Ms. Carter was her ‘mysterious backer’ and managed to pin the troublemaking right back on Patty.