Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1198

When Henry finally settled down, his cries echoed through the house, calling out for "Mommy, waah Daddy, home sweet home!" It was nighttime, and the little guy was starting to miss his parents.

Later that evening, Andre showed up at the hotel, clapping his hands. "Hey Henry, Daddy's here!" Henry, all smiles, raised his tiny arms and dashed barefoot into his dad’s embrace. Andre glanced at his tired friend and noticed there wasn't a woman in sight. "Annie didn’t come?"

"Not a chance," Conner huffed, still fuming about being outsmarted by her and her godson.

Andre, holding his son, asked, "Is everything sorted out?"

"Yeah, all taken care of," Conner replied, rubbing his nose. "Just like you said. We left Greg by the roadside for them to find. The others? Too beat up or disabled. We handed those international hitmen over to the police as a friendly gesture. We also snapped some pics and posted them on the Dark Web, letting everyone know there's a force standing up to them.

The Dark Web can’t afford to expose us, because that would mean admitting they trained those shadowy assassins, which would put them under the international police's microscope. If they keep quiet, they just have to eat this loss.

Andre, you think the Dark Web will be too thrilled with this 'gift'? Snatching a dozen well-trained folks from them is like taking a bite right out of their side."

Andre, cuddling his adorable little guy, advised, "Keep an eye on your loved ones for now. Cut down on going out if you can, and make sure you've got protection. Be careful yourself."

Henry, resting his tiny face on his dad's shoulder, was blissfully unaware of what his dad was talking about.

Meanwhile, Kon, after seeing the photos Conner sent, was furious and flipped the table. "Andre, we're enemies for life now."

His subordinate, head bowed, said, "Mr. Kon, we might have to cut Greg loose."