Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 412

The whole scene was witnessed by Ramey, who was in an alcohol-induced rage. The memories of his

brother, who was unjustly killed, were flashing in his mind while the Cedillo family was living a carefree

life. Enraged, he stormed into the private dining room of the Cedillo family, hurling insults and curses,

even getting physical.

Bruce, however, stepped forward and protected his family. He pushed Ramey to the ground, who

ended up crashing into the restaurant’s dishes.

The commotion attracted the attention of the restaurant manager, the police, and Ramey’s clients. The

incident was so serious that his clients questioned how they could continue their business with such an

unstable person. Consequently, their pending business deal was called off three days later.

Ramey, who was drunk, blamed the Cedillo family for sabotaging his business deal. In his drunken

stupor, he drove towards Cedillo Inc. but met with an accident and lost his life.

This incident happened sixteen years ago.

At the request of Ramey’s family, the police investigated whether his death was a result of foul play or

heavy drinking.

Andre said, “The last one to have a dispute with him was Bruce, who was also taken away for

questioning.”

The autopsy revealed that Ramey had a high level of alcohol in his body, which led to the accident. It

was also confirmed that no one had dealt with his car.

This news completely shocked Mia. She gasped, and said, “Why does our family attract such

misfortune?”

After a moment, Andre’s intelligent pregnant wife finally understood why her husband emphasized the

“last person he saw” and the “last one to have a dispute with him.”

“You mean, Finley suspects that our dad and brother killed his two sons?”

Andre was reluctant to confirm, but he said, “That’s my guess, not necessarily his thoughts.”

He made this presumption after getting some information from Mars.

Mia remained silent for a long time. Just when Andre was about to soothe her to sleep, Mia suddenly

said, “Honey, could the kidnapping case sixteen years ago be related to Finley?”

Mia got excited and sat up from the bed. “You really need to look into this, regardless of whether your

speculation is correct or not. Considering his hatred for our family, which led the Mastin family to

murder Naomi for him, I believe he could be a suspect in the kidnapping case.”

Andre looked at his wife who was getting less sleepy. “Can’t your brain take a break?”

Mia continued, “Also, Molly mentioned a leaf tattoo in her memory. That can’t be a coincidence.”

Andre patted the bedside. “Go to sleep.”

Mia pushed her husband’s chest playfully. “Honey, I think I make a lot of sense. You should check it

out.”

Andre said, “It’s too late now. We’ll check tomorrow. You should sleep first.”

“I can’t sleep.” Mia suddenly felt a grumble in her stomach. She pouted.

Andre was worried. His little wife was becoming difficult to coax. He spread his arms. “Come here, lie in

my arms. I’ll tell you a bedtime story.”

Mia pouted, rubbed her stomach, ignored Andre, and stuck her tongue out. “I’m hungry from all that

thinking.”

Resigned, Andre got up, changed into his pajamas, picked up his wife from the bed, and helped her put

on her slippers. “Let’s go.”

“What are we doing?” The pampered pregnant Mia teased her husband.

Andre caressed her belly. “My little kitten Mia is hungry. It’s time to feed her.” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

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Molly returned to the Byrne family, because she had spent some time at the Cedillo family’s place.

Knowing she was home, Chad also took some time off to spend the night with her. He was much leaner

due to his busy schedule. Molly asked him, “Why are you so eager to finish your case?”

Chad looked at her. His feelings for her were hidden in his eyes. “I have my plans.”

Molly, who didn’t know how to massage, was trying to relax Chad’s back. He had once told her that she

was good at massages in the hospital, so she believed him and began massaging his neck and back.

“Is work tiring?”

Molly nodded, “Yes.”

Chad took her hand and led her to his side. Then he started massaging her. “The learning phase is

always tiring, but it gets easier with time.”

Molly was wearing the necklace and watch that Chad had given her, and the clothes he had bought for

her.

Seeing that she was adorned with his gifts, Chad felt a sense of satisfaction.

At night, their parents and grandparents had gone to bed, leaving the two siblings in the living room.

“You haven’t bought new clothes this month, but I didn’t have time to accompany you.”

“It’s okay, bro. I have a lot of clothes in my wardrobe. I’ll wait for you to go with me when you’re free.”

Chad couldn’t hide his smile. “Only I can go with you?”

Molly nodded firmly. “Yes, only you.”

Chad tested Molly. “Molly, if you have a boyfriend in the future, will you still need me?”

Molly bit her lip. Her hands nervously clutched her nightdress.

Their mother, Coleen, came downstairs and saw her two children in the living room. Her son was giving

her daughter a massage?

“Molly, why did you let your brother massage you again?”

Molly snapped back to reality. She looked at the hands on her shoulders. “Huh, wasn’t I the one

massaging my brother?” She was so confused how she ended up being the one getting massaged by

Chad.

Chad looked at his dazed sister with his gentle smile. “Molly has been working hard these past few

days. I just want to pamper her a bit.”

Before, Molly accepted Chad’s affection without any hesitation, but now, her face turned red at his

words.

In the night, the main lights in the living room were turned off, leaving only the wall lights on.

The living room was bathed in soft shadow, so Coleen missed the depth of affection in her son’s eyes,

and the blush on her daughter’s cheeks.

“Well, my little girl seems tired,” she said. “I’m going to take our Molly for a spa day this week to relax a

bit.”

Molly piped up, “I want to go with my brother.”

Coleen, feeling a pang of jealousy, gently tapped her daughter’s forehead. “Brother, brother, always

your brother. Is that all you’ve got in your head? You can’t live without your brother, can you?”

Molly glanced at her brother, Chad. His smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and his face was filled

with kindness. She defiantly replied, “Ah, yes. I can’t live without my brother. And I won’t leave him

either. I won’t get married in this lifetime if it means leaving my brother.”