Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 838

Hansen was feeling a bit bored, so he handed his phone over to Mia, asking her to hook him up with one of those short video apps. He’d gotten into the habit of checking it out during his downtime, even catching a few musicals here and there, trying to keep tabs on what the younger crowd is into these days.

As Mia was setting up the app for him, she couldn't help but tease, "Dad, you're picking up all the bad habits."

Gaming, gambling, scrolling through endless short videos; binge-watching shows, eating way too much, and staying up all night. It seemed like the generation gap was shrinking fast.

But Mr. Johnson? He was feeling a bit lost, with his wife and dad throwing around slang he couldn't make heads or tails of.

Hansen decided to give his daughter a call, "Hey, can you see me? Where are you?"

"I'm on vacation," Hansen replied. "It got too hot this afternoon, so I came back to chill for a bit." Just before drifting off, he noticed something about his daughter. "What's going on? Where are you?"

"The factory caught on fire, Dad. I can't chat now, I'll check it out once the fire's out."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, don’t go in there, just stay out."

Molly replied confidently, "Relax, I'm with Mom."

After hanging up, Molly was ready to follow Coleen inside, but Coleen stopped her at the door, "Stay put, don’t move."

"I'm going in too," Molly insisted.

"Keep arguing and I'll smack your hands!"

Molly was speechless. Usually, she could handle her mom's scolding, but with Annie right there, it was embarrassing.

Annie chuckled softly, understanding that Molly wanted to follow her mom to feel safer. She chimed in, "Coleen, maybe you should stay out too. Let the police handle it."

Coleen hesitated, "..."

Molly was delighted, immediately linking arms with Coleen, "See, Mom? Even the police think you should stay out. Let's just wait together. Rushing in won't help, and you always tell me off for wanting to do the same."

Coleen sighed, "Will you pipe down?"

Molly grinned, "Not a chance."

Pulled along by her daughter, Coleen soon got a call from Andre.

Andre had been sleeping soundly that afternoon, likely because his family was nearby. He had dreamt of playing with his wife and kid, wearing clothes that seemed from another era, yet the dream felt so real.

Mid-dream, while holding his wife, his phone rang.

It was his dad.

"Hey, Dad."

"Andre, you gotta check on your sister's place. I saw Molly on a video—she mentioned a factory fire and was talking about going inside. Think something's up with the Byrne family?"

Andre frowned, "What video?"

Hansen, realizing his son was a bit out of touch, quipped, "See, you're not up with us."

"Mia's right here," Andre caught on to his dad's teasing.

Hansen perked up, urging, "Log into Mia's account, I sent you the video. Go stop your sister before she does something dumb. That girl, always diving in headfirst."

With the fire and all, who knew if it was safe? Honestly, I question if she's really mine, not listening at all. I hadn't even finished when she..."

Andre, already having seen the video, cut his dad off, "Grandma Aubree and Grandpa Elmer are with you, don't mention this to them, no need to worry them. I'll check on Molly."

"Got it, son, no need to tell me twice."

Andre woke his wife, "Nuan, you rest here, I'll be back soon. Gotta head out."

Mia, still groggy, asked, "Where are you off to?"