Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 151

She wore a turtleneck all day, hiding what looked like a hickey on her neck. It wasn't until she changed into a low-cut tank top that her delicate neck and the noticeable purple spot caught everyone's eyes.

Leo hollered, "My uncle is so badass."

Mia joined in, "Definitely."

This man, cheekily referred to as 'badass' by his wife and nephew, knocked off work early. He grabbed the movie tickets on the table, ready to pick up his wife. Along the way, he parked the car and got in line to buy his wife a latte.

This was Andre's first time buying a latte, so he wasn't sure what his wife preferred. Therefore, he asked the barista for a recommendation.

The barista suggested, "You could try our signature latte. It's quite popular."

He took the barista's advice and decided to get the signature latte.

The barista asked, "Would you like it iced, sir?"

Andre replied, "No."

The ladies in line couldn't help but sneak glances at this handsome man. Some were subtle, while others were quite bold.

"He's so hot," someone commented.

"This guy looks like Andre."

Suddenly, the atmosphere turned quiet...

Everyone's opinion of this man changed. Initially, they were just attracted to his good looks and thought it was a bit odd for a man in a suit to be buying a latte. However, after looking at the photo on their phones, their opinions changed entirely. Everyone was stunned, unable to react.

Andre didn't hide his identity nor did he engage in much conversation with those around him.

Suddenly, the coffee for the person in front of him was ready. The coffee looked pretty good, he guessed his wife would like it.

Andre stopped the lady, asking, "What's this one called?"

The lady was a bit surprised and froze. "This is... this is..."

"A new cappuccino," the barista said.

Andre turned to the barista, "Add another cappuccino, my wife should like it."

"Mr. Cedillo, are you buying this for your wife?"

Thinking of Mia back home, always so adorable, he lovingly replied, "She loves to eat, especially roadside coffee and juice. I got off work early today, so I'm bringing her back a couple of cups."

The barista immediately started preparing his order.

Soon, Andre's coffee was ready. He took the coffee and made a call to his father at home.

Hansen was engrossed in a game, having a great time.

"I didn't realize you could play games on a phone. I can play this all afternoon without getting bored." Hansen sat on the couch with his maid, playing on his phone.

"Mia is always sharing these fun and interesting games with me. She even plans to teach me how to play this Pug game."

"Sir, Ms. Mia said the game is called PUBG."

Hansen waved it off, "Whatever it's called, my daughter-in-law is the best."

Suddenly, while engrossed in his game, Hansen received a call from his son. A bit irritated, he answered, "Can't you just say it in the group chat? Why do you have to call and interrupt my game?"

The more Andre thought about it, the more worried he became. He left the coffee on the table in the bedroom, grabbed his car keys, and headed out again. He drove to Havenbrook University and found his wife's classroom according to the directions.

But there was no one there, and nothing had happened on the way. How could they just disappear for no reason?

At that moment, at The Silent RingGold Level.

Three matches had already taken place on the stage. The next one was Mia's.

Leo and Jade watched Mia nervously in the center, "Are you sure you can handle the opponent you drew?"

In pivotal moments, Jade's mind often flashed back to their sophomore year. She vividly remembered Mia's fall, how she lay immobile on the floor, her wrist grotesquely swollen, almost as thick as her forearm.

Mia's gaze locked onto her adversary, who was clearly observing her in return. With confidence emanating from her voice, she declared, "I've got this. I watched his match when he advanced from the Red Level. He's riddled with vulnerabilities that he can't possibly rectify in such a short span."

Leo interjected with a note of caution, "He's a skilled karateka. The match that propelled him from the Red Level to Gold hinged on his opponent's underestimation of him. You mustn't make the same mistake. He strikes me as cunning. I wouldn't put it past him to have deliberately downplayed his abilities in the previous round, just to throw you off in this one."

Mia nodded, she reassured her two friends, "Don't worry. If he wants to confuse me, do you think I'd be so easily fooled? Everyone has their secrets."

Seeing the last round about to wrap up, Mia got up, shrugged off her jacket, and strutted out of the waiting area in a black tank top, heading for the battlefield.

Her opponent was a guy codenamed "Eagle," who had a Doraemon face painted on his, making it impossible for Mia to guess his age and stamina.

She could only gauge from his height and weight.

"Didn't expect Mimi to show up at the tournament with hickeys, looks like Mimi's been living it up, hasn't she? Trying to blow off some steam, are we?" Eagle broke the silence.

Mia felt his gaze land on her neck.