Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1963

Henry glanced in his mother's direction, then at his sleeping father. He decisively turned around, clutching the stolen phone, and ran out of the room barefoot, knowing full well he was doing something naughty.

"Henry, put your shoes on!"

But the kid was already long gone.

With his dad's phone in hand, the little guy tried to find the yellow food delivery app. To his disappointment, he swiped through every screen and couldn't find it anywhere.

He tapped on a messaging app instead...

What followed was a flurry of random button mashing, culminating in the current video call with his godfathers.

After listening to their godson's dramatic tale, the men fell silent. "Kid, use your dad's phone to call your cousin Leo." Andre was notoriously proud and refused to ever back down, so Asher came up with the terrible idea to use his phone to drunk-dial his nephew, just so Andre would regret drinking the next morning.

Conner immediately shut him down. "Asher, are you out of your damn mind? The kid just said he can't read."

Asher fired back, "Are you out of your fucking mind?"

Henry curiously tilted his head.

Mars chimed in, "You both have brain damage."

Teddy added, "We should dissect one to find out."

Mars asked, "Dissect who?"

Henry's eyes stayed glued to Mars, who was currently filling the role of his father, chatting deep into the night with a group of top-tier corporate and underworld bosses.

"Conner," Asher replied.

"Knock it off, all of you. Can't you see this isn't our usual video call?" Conner, the only actual father among them, scolded the group. "Watch your mouths. We're all parents here." Whether biological or godfathers, they were all technically dads.

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