Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1808

"That works. We'll celebrate at home with the family tonight."

The elevator arrived, and they stepped inside. Milka pressed the button, and they headed down.

They couldn't care less about the stunned faces of her colleagues or Glenn's shifting expressions.

Once they left, the office erupted in shocked whispers.

"Milka's husband is so intimidating. Was he talking about Mr. Cedillo just now? He can casually invite Andre Cedillo to celebrate Milka's resignation?"

"I remember Mr. Cedillo's wife is named Mia. Was Milka talking about her just now? That's incredible."

Glenn roared furiously, "You idiots believe whatever you hear! If I said I was best friends with Andre Cedillo, would you believe me too?"

Despite Glenn's blackened expression and furious outburst, the staff inwardly cursed him, scattering back to their desks and pretending nothing had happened.

Though Glenn's shouting silenced the room, it didn't mean they respected him. The explosive confrontation had put everyone on guard. They all knew exactly how devious and underhanded he truly was.

Aria began to stress over her own future—whether to accept the transfer abroad or just quit.

Glenn stormed back into his office, and soon, the sound of things smashing against the walls echoed through the door.

No one exchanged a word. No one checked on him.

That afternoon, Milka received a personal phone call from the big boss regarding her resignation.

Milka thought for a moment. "Lighter colors are better for beach photos. Pure, simple colors look great on camera."

Mars walked over, staring at the pile of summer dresses covering the sofa. "What exactly are you doing? Are you going on another trip?"

Leah grabbed her daughter-in-law's hand, practically beaming. "Since Milka resigned, shouldn't she do what young people do? Don't they all go off on fabulous vacations to live their best lives after quitting? Our Milka has worked so hard for years; she deserves a relaxing getaway."

Leah patted Milka's hand warmly. "Don't you worry, Milka. Mars's father and I won't pressure you to find another job. You just take your time, have fun, and work when you feel like it. I've already picked out the perfect hotel right by the beach. It's absolutely gorgeous." Leah's excitement grew with every word.

While Milka stood there stunned, Mars planted his hands on his hips. "Leah, please put down what you're doing. Let me ask you: when did Milka agree to go to the beach with you?"

"You don't want to go?" Leah asked, looking crestfallen at her daughter-in-law. "Then where do you want to go? I'll go anywhere with you."