Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 43

Top floor of Crescent Park.

By the time Andre arrived, the other four were already waiting for him.

Conner, dressed in a rust-colored shirt with a black tie, looked sharp. Seeing Andre, his eyes twinkled with mischief, "Look who it is, the newlywed."

No sooner had Andre sat down than Mars leaned in and said, "So I hear from Conner, that your wife ran away, and you've got a new lady in your life?"

Asher joked, "You sure know how to live it up, don't you?"

Andre turned to Teddy, "What's your take?"

Teddy just shrugged, "I'm not looking for trouble."

"What do you mean?" Mars asked Teddy.

"I mean I'm gonna drag your dead body to the Arrowood family for some cash." Teddy retorted.

"You're quite the businessman," Andre admitted.

He then took off his suit jacket, stretched his wrists and looked at his three friends. "So, who should I deal with first?"

Mars: "…"

Conner: "…"

Asher: "…"

"I suggest you take care of Mars first, then Conner, and save Asher for last," Teddy advised.

"Thanks for the tip, bro. Let's just call it a night." Mars shot Teddy a look and took off.

An hour later, the five of them finally settled down for a peaceful drink.

Conner's wrist had been injured by Andre. He raised his glass to Andre with his left hand, moving his right wrist around, "Cheers to your marriage."

Mars took the brunt of it, his ass still stinging. Andre had kicked him in the butt, sending him flying onto the couch. Given that Andre could kick open doors, it wasn't hard to imagine how sore Mars' ass was.

Asher was luckier than the other two, he didn't get hurt because he begged for mercy right away.