Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 624

Jillian was practically shaking, her voice laced with panic as she tried to convince Andre, “Mike told me he’d give me $250 million to look after a kid for him. I have a contract, Mike’s letter too. Andre, it’s got nothing to do with me, I swear. It was all Mike’s doing, and the Walker family, they’re all in on it.”

At a subtle gesture from Andre, one of his men in black immediately stepped forward, gently taking the baby girl Jillian was holding and carrying her out of the room.

The room fell into a heavy silence.

Jillian collapsed to her knees before Andre, pleading, “Andre, please, I’m begging you. I’m innocent.”

Andre let out a mocking laugh, “How did Mike get mixed up with the Walker family?”

Jillian, tears streaming down her face, stubbornly shook her head, “It wasn’t me. I had nothing to do with it.”

Andre probed further, “Who in the Walker family was involved in kidnapping my son?”

Jillian remained steadfast in her denial, “I don’t know.”

Andre moved closer, his cold, black leather shoes gleaming ominously in Jillian’s tearful gaze.

“Who was involved?” he pressed again.

Despite her fear, Jillian remained silent, refusing to incriminate herself until Andre’s foot sent her tumbling backward with an unguarded kick. The force knocked her to the ground, rolling until she hit the coffee table and came to a painful stop.

The men behind Andre couldn’t believe the ruthless move against a woman.

Struggling to rise, Jillian gasped, “It… it was…”

“Who was involved?” Andre loomed over her, his presence chilling to the bone.

In desperate fear, Jillian blurted out, “Old Walker and Wesley.”

Andre paused; Wesley? The third son of Old Walker?

That was a name he’d seldom heard. The last time the Walker family settled a compensation case, it hadn’t seemed like Old Walker’s handiwork. Perhaps Wesley had been involved then.

The night grew darker, and Jillian, in her attempt to escape the Walker family’s grasp, had ironically made it easier for Andre to corner her in this secluded location.

In a bid for self-preservation, Jillian spilled everything she knew, hoping to curry favor with Andre. “The Walker family laundered $300 million for Mike through their company, keeping $50 million as a fee. Your last attack on them left their finances in shambles; they needed that money... The rest was supposedly for me, but it was to be given in eighteen years, in the name of Anna.”

Jillian regretted underestimating the Cedillo family. Her previous scheme involving her sister and drug trafficking had only resulted in her sister’s arrest, while she managed to immigrate overseas, beyond the reach of local police due to the lack of an extradition treaty. She thought she was safe from the Cedillo family’s reach overseas, leading her to plot revenge.

However, she had failed to realize that the Cedillo family operated without constraints.

“But Andre, even though you ruined my family, I never wanted revenge against you. It was Mia I couldn’t stand, and why I targeted her son. You must understand my hatred for her. She took away the love of my life, and for that, I hate her!” Jillian crawled to Andre, clutching at his pants leg as she wept.

The two men in the room were baffled, unable to comprehend how this woman, openly admitting to hating Andre’s wife and kidnapping his son, could expect any semblance of sympathy or understanding. Human irrationality knew no bounds.