Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 355

Molly's words, though harsh, successfully infuriated the shrewish woman and the self-righteous man across from her.

In the crowd, an expectant mother, who had been holding her tongue for a long time, applauded Molly's words which hit right where it hurt, "Well said."

Soon, others joined in the applause.

The mother-son duo looked really awkward.

A bustling place never lacked attention. There was a pregnant lady standing next to Tom in the elevator. As they emerged, they could immediately hear the lively sounds emanating from the corridor. The commotion might not have had anything particularly interesting, but at the heart of the excitement was the Cedillo family, and that was something you couldn't afford to miss. So he took Holly to the back of the crowd, secretly observing the unfolding events, warning Holly, "Look, but don't speak."

Holly timidly nodded in agreement.

The old hag fixed her gaze on Molly and Mia. "What you two said is really too much. I curse your unborn children to be stillborn."

Mia, who could initially suppress her anger, couldn't take it anymore when it came to her unborn child.

Despite being pregnant, Mia's speed was not affected. She took advantage of her height, rushed forward, and grabbed the old woman's head. Her elbow jabbed at the old woman's chin, causing her to bite her tongue and fill her mouth with a metallic taste of blood.

Mia then tripped the old woman, causing her to fall heavily to the ground. She kicked the old woman in the waist, who convulsed in pain on the ground.

"You dare to curse my child. I'll kick you to death." Mia threatened fiercely.

This was what a mother would do. No parent could accept such a wicked curse on their child.

Leo pulled Mia away as she was about to kick the old woman's face. He silently pushed Mia into Molly's arms. He clenched his fists, squatting on the ground, and delivered a heavy punch to the old woman's face.

One punch wasn't enough, and he followed it up with another. Each of Leo's punches were filled with hatred and power. He even managed to punch the old hag's nose until it bled and her mouth swelled up.

No one stepped forward to stop him, nor did anyone want to call the police.

Seeing his mother being beaten, the son didn't dare to confront the furious Leo. So he turned his attention to Mia and Molly, charging at the two seemingly defenseless women.

As he was approaching the two of them, Mia was about to make a move when suddenly she was lifted up around the waist, and then found herself in a familiar embrace. Andre kicked the son in the stomach, sending him flying to the ground and sliding a meter across the tiled floor.

He had one arm around his wife and the other holding her medical report.

Mia looked up, gazing at her husband who held her as if she were a treasure. After encountering the man and his mother just moments ago, Mia realized how fortunate she was to have found a loving husband and a wonderful family.

In the crowd, as they watched the man suddenly appear, there was an explosion of excitement.

"Look, is that Andre?"

"My goodness, pinch me, I just saw Andre."

"Andre! The pregnant woman is his wife!"

"This mother and son are in trouble."

Molly didn't hesitate to complain to Andre, "Andre, that old witch cursed my nephew."

Andre looked down at the two people on the ground, his face a picture of rage. His magnetic voice filled with oppression lowered the atmospheric pressure around them. All was silent, all ears on Andre. "It's the man's genes that determine the gender of a child. If you can't have a son, it's because you're useless."

Andre's aura was powerful, and when he spoke, no one dared to make a sound.