Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

The woman reluctantly agreed, "Alright, I'll be gentler, so I don't scare away the guests."

The next day.

At the hotel, Andre sat on the couch in a suit, holding his adorable son, waiting patiently. Hansen kept glancing at his watch. "Andre, could you hurry Mia along? She's naturally beautiful and doesn't need all that makeup."

Andre shook his head. "I wouldn't dare."

Hansen sighed, "Well, Henry, how about you go call your mom?"

Henry sweetly shook his head, too smart to get caught in the crossfire.

In the bedroom, Mia was having her hair curled by two maids. "I should get my husband to give you a raise when we're back. You two are so talented."noveldrama

The maids stayed silent as Mia chatted with her reflection in the mirror. "It's been ages since I did my makeup. No wonder I'm rusty. What's the time?"

One maid replied, "Ma'am, it's ten forty-five."

Mia scrutinized her fresh-faced look in the mirror, "Why can't I seem to get that gentle look? I just look like a fresh college student. Oh well, no time left. It'll have to do."

She set down her makeup brush and packed a few touch-up items in her purse. "I might as well take an eyebrow razor, just in case I need it for self-defense."

The maid informed her, "Ma'am, your hair is done."

Mia stood up in her silver evening dress, slipped on her high heels, and admired her outfit in the mirror. She pinned back a small section of her hair, adding a touch of softness. "Yes, this feels just right."

Andre, dressed sharply, opened the door and was immediately captivated. Mia turned around and gave him a playful smile, leaving him momentarily stunned. Mia always had a knack for catching him off guard.

Clearing his throat, Andre asked, "Mia, are you ready?"

"Ready, darling. How do you like my makeup?"

"It's beautiful."

Mia pouted, "You're just saying that."

Andre, at a loss, replied, "...It really is beautiful."

She moved to the table, putting on her jewelry as she walked. "Let's go."

When Mia appeared in her evening dress, little son stood on the sofa, his round face in awe. His

looked stunning.

mom looked stunning

Mia approached and tapped her son's forehead. "Silly boy, don't you recognize your mom?"

"Mom!" Henry stretched his little arms, wanting a hug.

As Mia moved to hug him, Andre intervened, "Your mom's dress isn't practical for that. Let Dad hold you."

Hansen admired his beautiful family, feeling proud. "Mia stepping out is a real showstopper."

The Hernandez family's

chauffeur driven car was already waiting at the door. After placing their son in the car, Andre, ever the gentleman, helped Mia with her dress as she climbed in.

At the Hernandez Estate, cars were lined up at the entrance. Spotting the Cedillo family's license plate, the security guard quickly allowed them to pass through a separate, Clear path.

In the car, Hansen advised his daughter-in-law, "Mia, darling, let's skip the drinks tonight, alright?"

He still remembered Harry's birthday, when his beloved daughter-in-law had gotten adorably tipsy.