Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Molly: "Why can't I? I still think there's hope for me."

Aimee piped up again. "Just make some noise! If he tries to get tough, you get even louder. Do it enough times and he'll start thinking you're a total maniac-he'll be scared of you. Seriously, you're the heiress of the richest family around, why aren't you more fierce?"

"If I ever dared to be fierce, my brother would probably break my legs."

Aimee groaned. "Why are you so afraid of your brother? Push back! At home or out in the world, you can't let yourself get walked all over. Being bold takes practice."

Molly answered, cool as ever. "It's Andre. I'm no match for him."

Aimee paused, then laughed. "Okay, fair. But isn't your dad obsessed with you? You're his only daughter, right? If your brother messes with you, just have your dad handle Andre."

Jade cut in, "You're being way too optimistic. In my house, even my dad folds when Andre speaks up."

Aimee looked shocked. "So Andre just gets away with everything?" She had to admit, Andre intimidated her, too. Even though she was CEO of Hernandez Group, Andre refused to work with her directly-he'd only work with the vice president, her husband.

"There's one person," Molly said, glancing over at Mia. "When Mrs. Cedillo gets mad, that's the only time Andre's actually scared."

Right then, Mrs. Cedillo was chewing on a tough piece of beef jerky. "Molly, this takeout you ordered is awful. The beef's so chewy it's stuck in my teeth."

Aimee grinned. "Then let Mrs. Cedillo handle Andre for you!"

"But when she's not mad," Molly added, "she's just Andre's little kitten."

Annie took a bite of her kebab and nudged them. "We're getting off topic, guys."

Molly and Aimee quickly got back on track. "So, Chad must be terrified of his father-in-law, right? If Chad gives

trouble, just tattles

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dad."

Mia finished her piece of jerky and shrugged. "Even the family dog gets more love than Molly does in my house."

Molly nodded, "Yeah, that's true."

Aimee, holding her kebab in her lap, looked genuinely confused. "Are you sure you're not adopted by the Cedillo family?"

Jared, spotting the kebab so close, couldn't resist he stuck out his little tongue, trying to sneak a lick.

Molly rolled her eyes. "Wrong way around. I'm the Cedillo's real daughter. If anyone was adopted, it's by the Byrnes."

Aimee stared. "Well, you've definitely lived an interesting life for someone in her twenties."

Mia, still complaining about the jerky but grabbing another piece, said, "Princess, you really have no idea what Molly's real problem is."

"What is it?" Aimee asked.

Mia tapped her son's little head. "It's her brains. Every time she falls for Chad's tricks, we can't even stop her. Chad's a cop-at home, he.

treats her like a cute little suspel

With just a couple of words, she's selling herself out and even helping him count the loot."

Annie chimed in, "There's this rumor at the station-everyone says Officer Chad owes half his promotions to Molly Even the chief jokes that Molly's 'training' him to be a ace detective."

Molly, reluctant but honest, nodded. "Yeah, that's about right." All of Chad's sneaky moves? He learned them from putting up with her.

Aimee gave a dramatic sigh. "Girl, you're hopeless. Brains—now that's a flaw nobody can fix."noveldrama