Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance
Chapter 612

When the barber stepped up to begin, the little guy smartly burst into tears. As he tried to squirm away in protest, Andre's large hand firmly gripped the back of his son's head, holding him steady. Andre tilted his head to the side, letting the barber get to work on his son's hair.

A tuft of hair fell, landing directly on Andre's expensive suit, but he didn't seem to care at all.

"Andre, I'm sorry," said the barber apologetically.

The little guy cried even louder.

Andre replied, "It's alright, keep going. Let's get this over with."

Most of the staff on the ground floor had abandoned their posts to catch a glimpse of Andre's son, Henry, in person. But what they hadn't expected was to witness such a tender, fatherly moment. Of course, they also got to see the little one's tear-streaked, adorably distressed face.

Mia, holding her child's tiny hand, bent down into his line of sight, "Sweetheart, it'll be over before you know it, okay? It doesn't hurt. After we're done, we can go home and see who Grandpa thinks looks better, alright? Look at my brave little guy, crying so hard." The little one cried even harder, "Not ugly, not ugly, Mommy got it wrong."

Another lock of hair fell onto Andre's shoulder, and because of the close proximity, some even landed on his neck.

Before long, the toothless tot, his cheeks wet with tears and drool, had soaked his father's shoulder with his own special brand of wetness.

Mia pulled out a tissue to wipe away her son's tears and drool, "Where's Daddy, Henry? Where did Andre go?"

The little guy's cries softened as he looked up at his mom, equally clueless about his father's whereabouts.

Playing along, Mia called out playfully, "Honey?"

It was time to work on the back of the head, and Andre loosened his grip, catching his son's attention with a soft "Hey."

He turned his head, and Andre gently guided his son's side to the barber.

Andre's deep voice resonated beside his son, "Can't find Daddy?"

Gradually, the little one got used to the buzzing sound and stopped crying, his little chubby face buried in his dad's shoulder, sniffling.

Mia moved aside, continuing to entertain her son.

The harrowing ten minutes felt like an hour to Mia.

Finally, the little guy's haircut was done, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This little guy lived up to his mom's words; he was not easy to please.

Andre's neck was littered with his son's hair clippings, having held his head during the haircut, resulting in his sleeves getting filled with hair too.

Looking at her newly bald son, Mia laughed nonstop. "Son, seeing you suddenly bald, Mommy needs a moment to adjust."

Andre stood up, brushing off the hair, "Mia, your turn for a haircut?"

Mia checked her hair in the mirror, "Let's skip it. Let's go home and bathe, both of you are covered in hair clippings."

Andre took off his black jacket, still covered in hair.

Unable to brush it all off, Andre headed to the front to pay.

Without a hat, Andre soon draped his black jacket over his son's head, wrapping him up like a character from a comic book, except his son's face was a chubby, tear-streaked one.

Leaving the barbershop and heading to the car, Mia, holding her son, said, "Your dad's neck, sleeves, and shirt are all covered in your hair, and you were crying the whole time. Is Daddy good to you?" The little guy mumbled affirmatively in his mom's arms.

"So, give Daddy a kiss."

Mia lifted her son up, then brought him close to her husband's face. "Honey, bend down, or he can't reach you."

"No need." The big boss was a bit shy in public.

Mia lifted her son higher, "It's just us three, no one else is watching. Don't let our little dumpling be disappointed."

With his wife insisting, Andre, smiling, leaned down to let the chubby little face plant a kiss on him.

In the shadows, a phone camera captured the family of three, continuing to record until they got into their car.

Mia playfully asked, "Is a kiss from your wife the same as one from your son?"

"Are they the same? His are all drool and snot bubbles." Andre's words were filled with mock disgust, but his face radiated happiness.

"What about mine then?" Mia teased.

Andre looked at his wife with a deep gaze, "I'll tell you tonight when we go to bed."

After the family of three left, the recording finally stopped.

Then, the video was sent directly to Old Walker's phone overseas.

"Andre, Mia, Henry!"

Overseas, in the Walker family.

In Old Walker's study, only his third son, Wesley, was present.

Wesley stood behind his father, looking at the three photos on the phone, sneering, "So, this is the nephew Andre has hidden for over a decade."

Leo was Andre's chosen successor, known only to those closest to him and his rivals.

Despite Andre's tough love, his deep hopes for his nephew were undeniable.

Old Walker and Wesley had long analyzed Andre's behavior, his overprotective attitude toward Leo, and hiding all his information was to prepare him to take over the Cedillo Inc. empire.

Wesley glanced aside, "Anya, Mr. Calder's only daughter, a loyal dog of the Cedillo family."

Old Walker wasn't interested in women; his focus was on Leo, his eyes filled with loathing, "So, he's the next in line for Cedillo Inc. I'm curious about what he's capable of."

Wesley shrugged, "That's not certain yet. Don't forget, Andre is now a father to a boy!"

Scrolling further, Wesley eyed the pictures of Chad and Molly with curiosity, "She was Andre's weakness back then. Too bad, we missed our chance."

Old Walker leaned back in his chair, a twinkle of wisdom and years of experience lighting up his eyes as he said to his son, "Chad is not someone to be underestimated, you know. Youngest squad leader in Havenbrook, part of the elite Marshal Group. Finley and those he reports to were all put there by him. Ever heard of Chade Inc. that's been exporting to our country?"

Wesley looked surprised, "The up-and-coming fashion label?"

Pointing at Chad, Old Walker continued, "His mother started that company from scratch. Got a message from Tom Walton the other day, turns out Molly has been living under the name Jade Byrne, who is Chad's sister. And now, those two are about to tie the knot." A spark of interest lit up in Wesley's eyes, "Suddenly, I have this urge to take a trip to Havenbrook."

The last video exposed Andre's true vulnerability to the father and son duo.

Rising to his feet, Wesley looked at the little guy on the screen, swaddled in his father's blazer, being lifted up for a kiss by Andre. The happiness in his eyes was so pure it was almost tempting to ruin.

The video showed a girl with a face full of joy, both her and her son had these chubby, unremarkable faces. Yet, it was this very ordinary woman who had captured Andre's heart.

Resting his hands on the back of his father's chair, Wesley mused, "Dad, what's so special about Mia?"