Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 376

Once Molly was sound asleep, Chad gently picked her up and carried her upstairs to her room.

The night was quiet.

As he placed her on the bed, Molly's eyelids fluttered, hinting that she might wake up. Seeing the man

sitting by her bed, Molly rubbed her eyes to get a clearer view. She mumbled in her half-sleep, "Bro,

you're back."

Chad gently patted Molly's exposed shoulder, urging her to continue sleeping.

However, Molly was no longer sleepy and sat upright in no time.

She was wearing a dark green tank top and matching shorts.

As she got up from the bed, her top slipped to reveal a significant portion of her chest, which made

Chad quickly avert his gazes.

"Why couldn't you just tell me whatever it is over text? Why are you waiting for me?" he asked.

Molly said, "I saw Jack today."

Chad immediately turned back to Molly. He adjusted her top to cover her properly, feeling less guilty

now that he could look directly at her. "What happened?"

Molly recounted her day, ending her tale with a giggly, "Dad showed up, and they were all too scared to

speak."

Chad chuckled, here with his sister, he had nothing to worry about. No matter how much Jack may try,

he had already been blocked and deleted by his sister.

"Molly, I have some work to do out of town tomorrow. I won't be able to drop you off or pick you up from

work."

Molly nodded, "Alright, good luck, bro."

Then, she initiated a hug with Chad.

As if she was deliberately trying to seduce Chad, the young girl hugged a grown man in the dead of

night in her thin pajamas.

Chad held her, knowing he could easily overpower her if he exerted even a little force.

The night was when the devil stirred.

Chad remembered Leo's question and Molly's words from the previous day.

He was a young man in his prime, and he had his desires. Molly, who willingly fell into his arms, was

like a blank canvas, making him want to claim her, strip her, consume her, subject her to all kinds of

pleasures and tortures exclusive to men and women, and etch his name all over this blank canvas.

But her exclamation, "Bro, you're holding me too tight. I can’t breathe."

The devil in his heart was instantly been silenced.

Facing such a girl, he struggled to suppress the beast within him.

He slowly released her waist, gradually separating from her.

Molly looked up to meet Chad's clear eyes, blinking without saying a word.

Chad was inches away from her, his heartbeat quickening.

The night breeze swept in, lifting the gossamer curtains, adding a hint of romantic ambiguity to the

room.

Chad's throat bobbed as he swallowed, and Molly, as if oblivious, suddenly said, "Bro, don't move. You

have an eyelash on your eyelid, it's about to get in your eye. Let me take it out."

Chad, trying to hold back: "...."

Molly actually moved closer to Chad's face, studying the rogue eyelash under his eyelid.

She reached out and gently plucked it out. Then, mischievously, she puffed a breath of air into Chad's

eye.

Chad instinctively closed his eyes, then opened them.

"Molly, stop fooling around."

"Look, bro." Molly giggled, holding up the eyelash on her fingertip.

Chad knew he had to leave her room.

He stood up, and said with urgency in his voice, "Go to sleep early, I'm leaving."

With that, he left swiftly.

Molly frowned, pouting, "I was just helping you with your eyelash, why did you run off?"

As she lay in bed, thinking about the eye contact she had with Chad earlier, there was a moment when

she almost wanted to pounce on him.

At this thought, Molly shook her head, "Molly, what are you thinking? Even if you're longing for a man,

you can't fantasize about your own brother."

Molly pulled the blanket over herself, muttering in her sleep, "Sleep, sleep. Don't think about Chad.

Can't think about Chad."

Suddenly, Molly remembered something.

She bolted upright, her face filled with alarm, "Damn! I forgot something!!"

Mia was in a deep sleep when her phone rang.

Seeing it was Molly, her annoyance faded slightly. She answered the call, murmuring sleepily, "Molly, if

you're just disturbing my sleep for no reason, we're done."

Molly: "Mia, I found out who's competing with my brother."

Yesterday evening, after eavesdropping, she had planned to tell Mia, but it was too late. She decided to

tell her the next day.

However, work at the company took all her time, and in the evening she accompanied her mother to a

social event.

When she got home, she was so tired that she fell asleep on the couch, completely forgetting the

important news for Mia.

Mia was taken aback, her sleepiness instantly gone, "Who is it?"

Molly said, "Officer Chad's competitor: Wyatt, and the man behind him: Mr. Marlow."

Mia sat up in bed, "Does he have the backing of a financial group?"

"No financial group, but there is a company. It is an old friend of ours, the Marshall Group."

Mia's eyes lit up with delight, "Then there's no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Mia didn't feel like getting up, so she called Leo, who was asleep.

Leo: "Mia, are you out of your mind, calling me to wake me up in the middle of the night?"

Mia hesitated for a moment, "Oh my, Leo, you've really grown up, daring to scold your aunt?"

Leo: "If you've got something to say, just say it."

Mia once again felt that her nephew had matured.

"Molly has dug up the information, and now it's your turn."

"There's no evidence; they call that spreading rumors."

Mia: "Who said there's no evidence? So many financially troubled companies, and we haven't seen Mr.

Marlow personally fundraising for any of them. The Marshal Group is thriving and can even make Mr.

Marlow personally seek partnerships. Isn't that concrete evidence?"

After passing on the information to Leo, Mia hung up her phone and went back to sleep, feeling quite

satisfied.

The next day, two pieces of news about Havenbrook sent the government straight to the top of the

trending list.

The topic that was originally struggling to gain attention suddenly skyrocketed to the top of trending due

to a car accident, and it became uncontrollable even with efforts to control and delete comments.

Netizens gathered, demanding an explanation from the government and waiting for an official

response.

Far across the seas, Andre was scanning the news on his phone. His first call was to his wife at home,

who was pregnant with their child, "You haven't gone out, have you?"

"Nope~ Just here, nurturing your baby."

Andre felt a wave of relief, "What's this about a car accident?"

Mia was just as clueless as he was, she quickly distanced herself from the situation. "Honey, I only had Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Leo reach out to our media contacts to anonymously expose Wyatt Marlow and Brian's collusion

online. I didn't plan for Chad to get in a car accident. I may be a bit headstrong, but I'm not stupid. A car

accident is serious business, someone could get killed."