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Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 859

Andre glanced at his son, the little troublemaker, and sighed, "Why bother with the little rascal?"

"If I didn't care about him, why even have him?" Mia replied with a smile.

Henry chimed in with a playful, "Moo, moomoo~"

"Son, you're born in the Year of the Tiger, not the Ox. Can you not steal the Ox's thunder with their signature sound?" Mia teased.

Henry was puzzled, "What does mom mean?"

Andre continued, "I really think pursuing a master's degree is the way to go. Don't rush into work. Students are the most energetic and have the liveliest minds. Plus, the social circles in academia are simpler. I’d rather you not dive into the real world too soon."

Mia nodded, "Cooper also thinks I should keep studying. He says I'm too impulsive for the real world and that school is perfect for grounding me."

Seeing Mia's hesitation, Andre asked, "What's your gut feeling? Forget our family issues or what Molly and Leo think... What did you want before we got married?"

Caught off guard, Mia blurted out, "Back then, I just wanted to get, um, the Golden Ticket."

Andre chuckled, "Let's move on from that."

Realizing her little slip, Mia said, "Alright, let's go with the master's degree."

Navigating the winding mountain roads, Andre couldn't catch the mischievous glint in Mia's eyes.

Henry, however, noticed but kept mum. He knew many of his mom's secrets but didn't know how to spill them.

On the way down the mountain, Hansen made several calls. As they neared a bridge, they spotted people rafting below. Mia and Henry, faces pressed against the window, watched with envy.

Andre asked, "Want to try it? We can go later."

Mia sighed, "I've only seen snow this summer, haven’t had any fun with water yet."

Andre grinned and took a detour, "Dad, hang tight. I'm taking Mia for some rafting."

Hansen joked, "Wait for me! I want to go too!"

Andre, thinking his dad was kidding, drove to a nearby rafting spot. While parking, Mia, with their son in a cute duck hat and a sunshade, had already gone to inquire at the ticket booth.

Andre joined them, sunglasses off, and asked, "Can my little guy join the rafting?"

The staff shook their head, "Kids under 1.2 meters can't participate. Our rafting is pretty intense, and for such a little one, it's a no-go. We can’t risk it."

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