Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 543

Colleen gently patted the child and said, "Hansen, Molly is your own flesh and blood. No trick can take her away from you."

Hansen wasn't in the mood for such platitudes.

Leo, standing nearby, listened intently to what the Byrnes were saying, as well as to Chad. He looked so serious, like he was soaking it all in.

Kendrick chimed in, "The kids have naturally gotten to this point. As parents, what can we do besides support them? I’m Molly’s father too. At first, I was against it, just like you. I wanted to give Chad a piece of my mind. But... if I had hit Chad, Molly would’ve been upset."

Hansen was blunt, "My girl wouldn't care."

"Dad, I would be a bit upset," Jade, freshly showered and changed, chimed in, her voice trailing off.

She moved decisively towards the Byrnes, as if planning to sit with them.

Naomi, noticing her father-in-law's brewing anger, cleared her throat to remind Molly. "Ahem! Hmm!"

But Jade continued her path unabated, heading straight for the Byrnes.

Hansen's face darkened like burnt toast!

Mia, however, wasn't nervous. She waited for her best friend’s next move.

As expected, Molly walked over, not to sit, but to lift her nephew from Colleen’s arms—the Cedillo family’s little bundle of joy.

The chubby cherub, with bright, shiny eyes like glass marbles and tender, milk-scented cheeks, looked up at his beautiful aunt. He was quiet and content in her arms.

The little guy was something the Cedillo clan couldn’t pry away for all the world.

Holding her nephew, Molly glanced at Chad, who smiled back, his lips slightly curling, as he reminded her, "Hold the kiddo tight."

Molly turned and sat down next to Hansen.

Hansen’s charcoal face returned to its normal shade.

Mia knew her sister wouldn’t be foolish enough to go against the Cedillos at such a crucial moment.

Sitting beside Hansen, Hansen wanted to snatch the little guy but had to maintain his stern facade. He resigned to just looking at his grandson and kept a cool face.

Anya’s phone rang again—the Gordons were urging her to return home, or Mr. Calder would come to Havenbrook to fetch his daughter.

She was looking at plane tickets when Leo noticed. He stood up, taking Anya with him, "Mom, Dad, Grandpa, I’m taking Anya out for a bit."

Molly, her long hair hiding her face, made faces at her nephew: Your aunt’s future is at stake, and you’re leaving?

Leo exchanged a glance with Mia, who was also looking at him: With Mia here, what’s there to worry about?

Mia blinked rapidly: I’m not a miracle worker.

Anya, observing their silent exchange, blinked in confusion: What’s going on?

Finally, Leo turned to Hansen and said, "It’s iffy."

Everyone except Mia and Molly was left in a fog.

"Let’s go, you all have a chat," Leo said, taking Anya’s hand and leaving.

Once in Leo’s car, Anya buckled up and asked, "Chad, what did you mean by ‘iffy’ just now?"

Leo drove away from the Cedillo estate. "Your aunt wanted me to stay and help her, I said Mia was there, Mia said she wasn't reliable, they wanted me to stay too. I saw your grandpa’s face and figured today’s talk wouldn’t conclude well. Sounded too boring for me; today was just a start, so I said ‘iffy’."

Anya thought back. Was all that said just now? Did she have a memory lapse?

"Chad, where are we going?" Anya asked, puzzled.

"Continuing our shopping for your trip back home. You've stayed in Havenbrook so long, might as well bring some local goodies," Leo said, accelerating.