Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 879

Vincent's face flushed with a touch of embarrassment. "Oh, Leo, come with me to my office for a bit."

Leo, feeling upbeat, got up and followed him.

In the office, Vincent closed the door and gestured to the sofa. "Take a seat; I'll grab you some water."

Leo quickly jumped in, taking over the water-fetching duty. "No worries, boss, you sit down. I'll get the water."

Vincent nodded approvingly. "Leo, I didn't call you in for anything serious—just wanted to chat a bit. I care about my team's lives outside work. Do you have any kids?"

Leo replied, "I'm an only child."

Vincent shared, "Same here, just one daughter."

Internally, Leo rolled his eyes. Officially, Vincent only had one daughter, but who knew how many were out there? "Well, it sounds like she gets all the love."

"Absolutely, she's my pride and joy. I give her whatever she wants. By the way, Leo, what do your folks do?"

Leo's eyes dimmed a little as he poured the water. "My parents aren't working."

Vincent chuckled, clearly skeptical. "How do they manage to support you without jobs?"

Thinking of his father's profession, Leo said, "All my dad's money comes from the public."

Vincent was puzzled. Was Leo's family struggling, relying on donations?

Watching Leo's retreating figure, Vincent, recalling his observations over time, laughed again. "You're pulling my leg, right? Tell me how I can get the public to fund me. Maybe I'll shut down my company and live on donations instead."

Leo placed the tea cup on Vincent's desk. "Actually, my dad still leans on his elders."

Vincent remarked, "Well, at least there's someone to lean on. Me? I have to rely on myself—my family can't pitch in."

Leo stayed silent.

Vincent, slowly realizing Leo was guarding his family's privacy, said, "Leo, young folks shouldn't be so secretive. Bosses don't like it. I ask because I care. I wouldn't bother with others. Be straightforward; it's more likable. So, what's the real deal with your family?"

Leo countered directly, "Vincent, just say what you're getting at. Yeah, I might be overthinking, but so are you. My family knows and supports my work here. They understand, so it won't become an issue."

Vincent's face showed a hint of discomfort as he sensed Leo's reluctance. He switched topics. "What's your major?"

"Economics."

Vincent sighed, "My daughter is studying business management. Economics and management—they're a perfect fit."

As the tea's aroma lingered, Leo had no interest in tasting it. "Too bad, I'm not planning to stick to my field."

Vincent's irritation was thinly veiled. "Then what do you want to do?"

"Grad school, to dive deep into technology."

Vincent laughed again. "Even better! One handles business, the other technology—sounds like a dream team."

Leo looked at Vincent, paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile. "You've got a point."