Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 247

"Brian's restricting Leo's freedom, he could also..." Molly spilled all the beans about her actions to her

parents.

After hearing, Coleen didn't blame her, just said, "Let's eat, the food is getting cold."

Molly picked up her utensils and started eating nervously.

At the Cedillo family.

Andre returned home. He walked in and asked Leo who was on the couch, "Where's Mia?"

"In the bedroom waiting for you." Leo said.

Andre, slinging his trench coat over his arm, went upstairs to the bedroom.

Inside, Mia had already washed up and was snuggled in bed, watching a TV show on her tablet.

Andre casually flung his clothes onto the back of the couch, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at

his wife.

"Did you watch the news today?" Andre asked.

Mia closed her tablet and set it on the quilt, sticking out her tongue and asked, "What's up?"

"Was it you?" Andre asked.

Mia said, "How could I possibly do it all by myself? I had two accomplices, your sister and your

nephew." She unhesitatingly ratted out her two buddies.

Andre's face was unreadable, and Mia didn't know if what she had done had caused trouble for her

husband.

She got out of bed, kneeling on it, and moved to her husband's back. She wrapped her arms around

Andre’s neck, cheek to cheek with him, and asked softly, "Honey, did I do something wrong?"

Her flirting tone nearly made Andre lose control. He feigned anger, scolding his wife, "You've really

made a mess today. With business matters, if I really wanted to ruin him, I have plenty of ways. Why

did you have to offend such a worthless person? What if he takes revenge on you when I'm not home?"

After her husband finished speaking, Mia quickly planted a kiss on his face. Then, she gently rubbed

her hand over Andre’s chest, trying to soothe his anger, "Honey, don't be mad. I'm Mrs. Cedillo. He

wouldn't dare to do anything to me."

She realized that the reason her husband was angry was that she had made an enemy. He was just

worried about her safety. "I can fight, Molly can run and Leo can take it. Don't worry about us."

Andre spoke words of intimacy with his wife, "Next time you can learn from Molly. Deal with him behind

his back. For example, this time, I'm not worried about Molly's safety. Brian doesn't know it was Molly

who called the cops on him, but he knows that the ones who recorded the video were you and Leo. If

Leo gets beaten up, I don't care. But what if he hires someone to hurt you?"

Mia said, "Honey, I can fight too, remember?"

"Can you fight ten people?" Andre asked.

"Sure." Mia said.

Mr. Cedillo was speechless. He was at his wit's end!

Mia was afraid that she was too good at fighting and might scare her husband. She hurriedly corrected

herself, "No, no, I can't beat that many people."

Andre looked at Mia, who was trying to hide her strength; she might not know that he was the

puppeteer behind her.

Andre gently moved Mia from behind him to his lap. Mia sat on Andre's lap, being held in his arms.

Andre looked at her, his heart filled with tenderness. "Mia, you have to be obedient in the future, okay?"

Mia nodded, not daring to make a sound.

Andre lowered his head, and Mia took the initiative to kiss him. Andre was satisfied with her taking the

lead.

Mia did some things that day that displeased Andre, but he only scolded her a few times. At night,

when Andre made a request, she willingly took off her clothes, not uttering a word of refusal.

Andre knew her plan. She wanted to appease him with her body. That night, Mia was very cooperative,

and Andre naturally wouldn't let the opportunity slip by.

Afterwards, Andre didn't plan to call it a night. He asked, "Are you busy tomorrow?"

Mia blushed, answering in a shy voice, "I'm free."

Andre comforted her, "Then you can rest at home tomorrow."

That night, Mia was more exhausted than usual.

Andre looked at her tightly pressed lips; she was worried about making a sound of shyness. He had an

idea, "Mia, let's move to Maplewood Estates? It's just the two of us there, you don't need to restrain

yourself."

Mia thought, “If I don't hold back, you won't hold back either.” If they really moved out, she estimated

that every night would be hard.

"No, no, I don't want to move." Mia refused.

Mia finally fell asleep late at night. Before closing her eyes she asked Andre, "Honey, would what I did

today have any negative impact on you?"

"There's no impact on me or the company." Andre said.

Only the Marshal Group was affected. Being made a mess by her, they were probably still working

overtime.

Mia looked at her husband, who was still full of energy, in surprise, "So, what I did wasn't a bad thing."

Andre thought for a moment, nodded; strictly speaking, it was a good thing.

Mia regretted it, she had been deceived by Andre and taken advantage of. She was angry and wanted

to kick him off the bed, but she was already out of energy. "Andre, you're a big liar."

Andre whispered in her ear, "It was you who took the initiative tonight."

Mia was angry and wanted to bite him.

"Mia, do you want to move to Maplewood Estates with me?" Andre asked.

"No! I'd rather die than go!" Mia said. She grabbed the quilt, moved away from Andre, and lay on the

edge of the bed to sleep.

Andre didn't have a quilt, but he was in a good mood. Mia, she was really cute when she was angry.

And the Marshal Group, as Andre predicted, was so busy that they didn't even have time to sleep. The

stock plummeted, the company was at risk of being taken over by other entities, and shareholders also

faced the risk of bankruptcy.

While the situation was not too dire, many shareholders wanted to cash out their shares.

Other big companies were also watching, hoping to take this opportunity to merge with the Marshal

Group.

Some companies that had reached a cooperation agreement with the Marshal Group, chose to work

with others before signing the contract, abandoning them. The Marshal Group was undoubtedly in a

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Mia, in her sleep, had no idea about her masterpiece. Andre wasn't planning on letting her in on the

details, worried that it might stir up a hornet's nest in her mind that she wouldn't be able to handle.

It seemed like the company was quickly heading towards a point of no return. At night, Brian drove off

to meet his behind-the-scenes backer.

"Boss, what should I do next? Chad's clinging onto us like a stubborn bulldog, and he's also on his last

legs. Mia's video today has thrown the whole company into a pickle." Brian said.

The man known as 'the Boss', his hair as gray as snow, picked up his cigar from the table and began to

smoke, "Mia, Andre's wife?"