Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 31

Andre had been hustling and bustling out there for years. Only this time, because of getting married, he

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Though he was rarely home, his temperament and personality were an open book to the house staff.

They all knew he was as cold as ice, stern as a judge, and hard as nails. Nobody could sway him or

change his mind. Even when Hansen at home said something, Andre wouldn’t listen.

Leo was usually the big cheese at home, but in front of Andre, he was as meek as a kitten and as

docile as a house dog.

Everyone in the house kept their distance from Andre, not daring to ruffle his feathers. Even his car

was off-limits. No se rvant dared to wash it.

No one could figure out Andre’s mood swings. The more mysterious he was, the more he scared the

bejesus out of everyone.

Andre asked, dead serious, “She’s been quiet as a mouse for days. Why the sudden ruckus today?”

“I don’t know,” came the reply.

Andre warned, “Don’t let me catch you badmouthing my wife, or there’ll be hell to pay.”

“Understood.”

The maid was scared out of her wits, trembling like a leaf under Andre’s interrogation.

Andre took off, not bothering to grill everyone in the living room like Hansen did. He headed straight to

the security room, pulled up all the footage from the living room during the day, and watched it from

start to finish.

Half an hour later.

Hansen in the living room also got the scoop. He grabbed the ashtray off the table and chucked it to the

floor. The ashtray shattered into a million pieces, sending shards flying to Naomi’s feet.

Naomi was scared out of her skin by Hansen’s fit of rage.

He had gotten so angry that he got up from the couch, but couldn’t get a word out. Naomi had gotten

his goat so bad he was huffing and puffing irregularly.

Seeing all this, Bruce quickly tried to smooth things over, “Dad, I’ll give Naomi a good talking to. Please

don’t blow your top. She knows she screwed up.”

“You, discipline her? You’re all doing a bang-up job,” Hansen retorted, pointing an accusing finger at

Naomi, “You’re going to apologize to the Irvin family with me tomorrow.”

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“I’m not going.” Naomi defied.

Hansen laid down the law, “Either you go with me to apologize, or get the hell out of here.”

The room gasped at Hansen’s ultimatum.

Naomi’s tears came streaming down her face and she didn’t know what to say. She had always

considered the Cedillo family as her own. She couldn’t believe they would kick her out just for

Mia, the new bride.

“Fine, I’m leaving.”

Naomi was angry too, she turned and ran out.

Hansen was so mad he collapsed onto the couch. He gritted his teeth and told Bruce sternly, “You’re

going with me to apologize to the Irvin family tomorrow.”

“Alright, Father.”

Andre pa**ed by the living room after reviewing the footage. He overheard the trio’s conversation. He

observed them quietly, then headed upstairs after they finished talking. He pushed open the bedroom

door and immediately noticed a big bulge behind the curtain.

He instantly knew what it was. Even by the sound, he could tell there was someone hiding

behind the curtain.

Mia hid in the room for a while. She was extremely upset and had been crying her eyes out. Her voice

was all stuffy from crying. It took her a while to regain her composure before she called her parents.

“Dad, I just got home and heard that you and Mom came by today. Why did you leave so early? I

wasn’t even back yet.”

Unsure of what was said on the other end of the line, Mia replied laughing, “I’m not being mistreated,

you know me. If anyone messes with me, I’ll fight back. I was bored out of my mind at home these past

few days, so I thought I’d go out, maybe go shopping, and then I left. But I didn’t expect that you and

Mom would miss me and come to visit. Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”