Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1890

Henry scurried over on his short little legs, tilted his head, and asked in his most adorable voice, "Mommy, what are you talking about?"

Mia pulled her son into a hug. "Your godmother is planning to kidnap you."

"Oh. Who is a kidnap?"

Mia sighed. "...It means your godmother wants to steal you away."

Henry looked around the room, completely unbothered by whichever godmother wanted to take him. Either way... "Then I'm not scared! Godmother would never hurt me, right?" He tilted his little face up, asking Laurel directly.

Laurel's lips twitched slightly before she finally offered a slow nod.

Henry giggled and ran off to play again. Whenever his mom wouldn't let him do something, he smartly ran to his godmothers to act cute and get his way.

When his dad wouldn't let him eat something, he just went to his godfathers.

Later, Annie made up an excuse about needing to ask Conner where Lizzy's baby bottle was. She headed into the men's private room. No one knew exactly what she said, but she played her part flawlessly, casually picking up Lizzy's bottle from the corner before stepping out.

Not long after, a heavily intoxicated Asher appeared. He stood in the doorway, didn't say a single word, and simply waved a commanding hand at the two men standing behind Laurel.

Receiving the silent order, the two men stood up, marched out, and took their positions outside the door.

In his mission to drink Conner under the table, Asher had forced him to down an ungodly amount of liquor, taking quite a bit himself in the process.

Reeking of alcohol and with bloodshot eyes, Asher stared directly at Laurel. For a split second, Laurel felt a profound shock—as if the invisible handcuffs binding her wrists had suddenly been shattered, granting her absolute freedom.

She stared back at Asher, completely bewildered by his intentions.

"Mia, Annie, Milka, do me a favor and 'take care' of Laurel."

Mia and Annie nodded eagerly, while Milka decided it was safer to just focus on taking care of the kids.

Having gotten bored of running around, Henry waddled over and stood in front of his godfather. He craned his little neck to look at the drunk man, licking his lips. "Godfather, did you drink alcohol?"

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