Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 996

With the pedal to the metal, the sports car's roar fades as it speeds away. Heading toward the bustling city, the seaside, and the freedom that beckons.

No cars ahead, and Molly’s got that accelerator floored. The thrill makes it tough for the trio to snap steady pics. The speed’s a bit much for little Henry in the backseat; his eyes squeeze shut, “Ah, mama~”

Mia pops sunglasses on her son, letting him stand on her legs to take in the view zooming by. Henry waves his chubby arms in the wind, cheering with a cute baby shout, “Woohoo!”

The sisters are buzzing with excitement and adrenaline. From the airport outskirts to the city center, they cruise through traffic under the blazing sun, making a stylish entrance into Havenbrook.

Leo spots his car parked at home and tries calling Anya, “Phone’s off?”

Another try, same result. Finally, he turns to his mom, “Mom, where’s she at?”

“Didn’t she head out to find you?”

Thinking Anya might’ve gone to his place and they just missed each other, Leo heads back to his rental. But the room’s empty.

Knocking on his roommate's door, Leo asks, “Stony, seen my girl?”

Stony opens the door, scratching his head, “Late shoot last night, slept like a log, didn’t see anyone.”

Leo frowns, worried about Ms. Anya suddenly going MIA.

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Over at the police station, Donnie’s messaging account finally gets sorted. As Chad’s about to clock out, looking forward to the evening, the security guard stops him at the door.

“Officer Chad, go home and patch things up with Molly. This back-and-forth isn’t good, especially with her expecting. As her husband, you gotta be more understanding. Molly came by today to pick you up; we talked a bit. If you two make up...”

“Molly came today?” Chad’s heart skips a beat.

The guard nods, “She came around noon, but left in a hurry. Tried calling her back.”

Officer Chad panics, “What did you tell her, Uncle?”

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At the airport, Andre steps off the plane, scanning the crowd. “Waiting for the missus to pick you up, sir?”

Turning on his phone, Andre tries calling his wife, but her phone’s off. A car waits outside; as Andre approaches, a subordinate’s already holding the door open. Even while settling in, he keeps dialing, still no answer.

These past days, all Andre's done is call his wife.

As the assistant drives, “Sir, heading to the office or...?”

“Home, to my dad’s place,” where his wife and kid are supposed to be waiting.

Still no answer, Andre’s brow furrows, unable to reach little Mia.

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Meanwhile, at a coastal resort, in a plush ocean-view room, the spacious area has white curtains dancing in the breeze. On the balcony, it feels like the ocean’s right beneath your feet, stretching endlessly in a deep, inviting blue.