Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 1059

Leo pointed at his roommate, "Tony, could you please see your guest out? I've got to go pick up my girlfriend from school."

"Wait, Leo, you're dating someone? What's she do?"

Leo had been putting up with the guy for Tony's sake, giving him a chance or two. But after saying no multiple times, the guy still wouldn’t back off. Leo decided to play the bad guy, "Did you not hear me? I said I'm picking her up from school. What do you think she does? With those listening skills, I wouldn’t dream of signing with your company."

The agent was taken aback, standing there in shock. He was used to newbies fawning over him; no one had ever talked to him this way before.

As Leo slammed the door on his way out, the sound echoed down the hallway.

In the apartment, Tony wiped sweat from his forehead, nervously speaking to the agent. "Mr. Jerry, Leo's dream is to get his master's degree. Maybe this isn't his thing. Everyone's got their own passion, you know? I, for one, love acting. Maybe we should just let him be?"

Watching Leo storm off, the agent suddenly burst into laughter. "Oh wow, Leo's got that rugged charm. That's perfect! No need to create a persona for him—he's a walking headline. Just get him on a couple of reality shows, and the 'tough guy' label will stick."

"But Mr. Jerry, Leo's not interested in this industry."

Jerry's smile faded, his tone turning icy. "Tony, if he doesn’t agree, your own deal might be at risk."

"Mr. Jerry, you said you were going to sign me first! Why am I suddenly just an add-on to Leo?" Tony’s voice was tinged with desperation.

During the day, Leo would be in his room doing who knows what, and then he'd leave to pick up his girlfriend, returning late at night. Jerry's constant pestering had driven Leo to avoid being home during the day.

At a cozy restaurant near Havenbrook University, Anya pouted, "Chad, I promised little Bella I'd stay home with her to watch 'Jungle Adventures' today."

Leo, glancing at the menu, playfully tapped Anya on the head with it, not hard enough to hurt. "Last time, sweetie was sick, and I felt bad, so I let you off the hook. Do you want to get in trouble like before?"

Anya sighed, hands cradling her face, thinking about Henry missing her so much he’d cry.

Meanwhile, over at the Cedillo family home, Henry was being gently swayed in a hammock made from a bedsheet by his mom and great aunt. He giggled joyfully, not even missing his milk or his favorite cartoon. The living room was filled with his laughter.