Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 613

Old Man Walker had never shown much interest in Anya or Molly, but Andre's lady? Now she caught his eye.

When they got hitched, Old Man Walker was merely curious about their marriage. It didn't prove that Andre was head over heels for her. But, if she could bear Andre's child, that would elevate her status in his heart!

Old Man Walker was also itching to know what made Mia so special to capture Andre's heart. There were prettier women, ones that could've made Andre's head spin. So, why her?

The Cedillo Group didn't need a marriage alliance, did the Irvin family have dirt on the Cedillo family? Or was Mia a secret lover Andre had stashed away before?

Wesley shook his head, dismissing his father's speculation, "A guy like Andre wouldn't keep his woman hidden away. Only a coward does that. I respect him for that."

Old Man Walker knew his son was jabbing at him for keeping his mistress hidden away, unable to show her face publicly until his wife passed. Wesley had lived as his illegitimate child until then.

Old Man Walker kept silent.

Wesley grabbed his father's smartphone, directly messaging the sneaky Tom, "Send me everything on Mia."

In the shadows, Tom, lighting a cigarette, saw the message, "What about what you promised me?"

Wesley replied, "If I said I can do it, I will."

Soon, Tom sent over Mia's details, something he had prepared long ago. Being the man in the shadows, he knew who the Walkers would be interested in. Aside from Andre's woman, nobody else!

Wesley, after reviewing all about Mia, pushed for more, "I don't see anything. I need something valuable."

Tom replied, "That's all there is. Having followed her for so long, I've seen nothing unusual."

Her parents were alive, her family harmonious, married at a suitable age, and she slacked off in school just like most students, just a bit prettier, a perfectly ordinary person. Molly was known for her sharp tongue, but as for Mia, he found nothing.

Wesley, looking at Mia's photo, muttered, "I don't buy it."

At night, father and son watched a video, Wesley's lips curling into a sinister smile, "Dad, you know how we can achieve our goal?"

The Walker family had been made fools of by Andre before, losing a massive amount of clients and even money, humiliated and warned by him. The Walker family couldn't swallow this humiliation.

For Jillian Marshal, it was a war between women. She couldn't let Mia go; she wanted her to suffer deeply.

Tom had two motives: loyalty and personal vendetta. He wanted Andre to live a life worse than death!

Old Man Walker poured himself a glass of bourbon, the amber liquid reflecting the cool light, showcasing his crocodile-like ruthless gaze. He swirled the glass, murmuring, "His son!"

That beloved little fella wasn't just Andre and his wife's apple of the eye but probably the Cedillo family's treasure. If something happened to him, would Andre lose his mind? Would Mia suffer forever? The Cedillo family, the tragedy from seventeen years ago repeating, how satisfying.

Thus, their goal would be achieved.