Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 21

Next to Naomi, her hubby Bruce was sitting with a sour face. Mia might have gone a little overboard

with her words to his wife, but he knew well that the drama was stirred up by his wife. “Sit down. We’re

family, no need for the squabble. If you, being the elder, don’t know how to talk, then zip it,” Bruce

smartly scolded his wife.

If Andre was a wise man, he would have also stepped in to give Mia a piece of his mind for the sake of

family peace and wrap this whole thing up. But, it seemed like Andre wasn’t itching to play the part of © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

the wise man.

He deliberately kept his trap shut, curious to see what else this gutsy girl, who dared to nickname him,

disturb his father in the middle of the night, and publicly insult Naomi, could pull off.

Naomi was at a disadvantage, boiling mad, and picked up the washbasin next to her, ready to chuck

the water at Mia. But, Mia saw it coming the moment Naomi lifted the basin and beat her to it.

She stood up, grabbed her own washbasin, and sent the water flying with unerring accuracy at Naomi.

The water splashed onto Bruce who was sitting nearby, and Mia gave a polite bow, “Sorry Bruce, didn’t

mean to get you wet.”

Both Bruce and Andre were gobsmacked.

In the dining room, Naomi let out a piercing shriek, “Ah!”

Mia handed the basin to the waiter, dusted off her hands, and resumed her seat, “We’re all daughters-

in-law of the Cedillo family. Other than being younger than you, I’m no lower in

status.”

Hansen, accompanied by the butler, slowly entered the dining room. The moment he stepped in, he

could tell something was off, then saw Naomi sitting there without even wiping her face before eating.

Hansen figured out what was going on, frowned, and took his seat at the head of the table, “What

happened?”

Mia looked at Naomi, waiting for her to explain. After all, it wasn’t her fault, it was Naomi who had

started the quarrel.

Naomi stomped her foot in rage, let out a loud yell, and stormed out of the dining room.

Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Hansen turned to Mia, “What on earth happened?”

Mia said, “Naomi compared herself to a lapdog of the Moll family. I thought she was a bit out of it, so I

splashed a basin of water on her to sober her up. The scream you heard just now might be her

regretting degrading herself to a dog of the Moll family.”

13:06

Bruce looked at Mia, thinking, I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Andre looked at his new bride, thinking, So, you can lie too. I’ll just sit back and watch your tall

tales.

“Hmm, that’s about it,” Mia told Hansen.

Hansen turned to his two sons, “Is what Mia said true?”

The two brothers exchanged a glance, “Father, I’m going to check on Naomi.” Without answering,

Bruce got up and left the dining room.

Andre also got up and left without a word. He didn’t need to explain his reasons for leaving to

Hansen.

Mia glanced around, only her and Hansen at the table now. Then, she also stood up, “Dad, I’m going to

find my husband.”

After finishing, she followed in Andre’s footsteps and left the dining room. When they stepped outside,

the evening summer breeze blew by, carrying the distinctive warmth of summer. The wind rustled Mia’s

hair, blowing it onto her face. She used her pinky to tuck her hair behind her

ears.

Her skirt was lifted by the wind, then fell back down.

Andre, who was ahead, felt someone trailing behind. He stopped in his tracks, and Mia also stopped

not far from him.