Sweet Mischief's Rollercoaster Romance novel Chapter 62

In the end, Andre decided to drop the idea of involving his wife in the family meeting. If Mia really got to talking about Leo's stuff, she might have spilled the beans.

Thinking about the fact that they still stayed, a smirk danced on Andre's lips. She was too delicate. If they moved out, he wouldn't be able to hold her tight at night. Plus, she smelled heavenly, a scent he was quite taken with.

Andre had never encountered such an intoxicating aroma before. Unlike those high-end perfumes, her scent seemed to radiate from within, pulling at his heartstrings.

Furthermore, Andre wanted Mia to get along well with his family. If they had to move out now because of some tension, wouldn't she be gone for decades? It'd be better to sort things out at home first, then move out with her later.

They needed some time to adjust to each other.

Staying at the Cedillo Mansion could help them avoid a lot of trouble, like Jillian.

So, Andre had plenty of reasons to stay. The only reason he didn't want to stay was his nephew—Leo. But compared to the other reasons, Leo was a minor issue to him.

So, in the morning, Andre tried to convince Mia to stay. This silly girl actually believed him. He said to stay, and she stayed. This showed that his wife was starting to rely on him and needed his help making decisions.

Therefore, Andre was in a good mood. His attitude was friendlier during the family meeting.

At this point, Naomi voiced her concern, "Leo's been traveling for a month, but he's asking for money to steal diamonds. I'm really worried he's racked up a ton of debt abroad. I went to the bank and printed his statement, and he's been in Las Vegas." With that, Naomi handed the bank statement to the three men.

Andre took the statement from Naomi, gave it a once-over, then put it down. Hansen and Bruce, however, were studying it intensely. The highest expenditure was half a million dollars, and the smallest transaction started at thirty thousand. Add up all the transactions, and there was definitely two million flowing through. That was quite a bit of spending for him.

Hansen thought the situation was serious; Bruce thought his son had made a wrong choice; Naomi thought her son must have been led astray by his friends; only Andre was dismissive, saying, "It's normal."

Hansen looked up, challenging him, "Normal?"

Andre sat on the couch, his demeanor noble, his black suit displaying his powerful aura and arrogance. He had a broader perspective, handled things more astutely than Hansen, more flexibly than Bruce, and had a more comprehensive view than Naomi.

The Cedillo family usually took Andre's advice when making decisions. Even though he was young, he had been through as much as they had. While everyone else was worried about Leo, Andre was calm. He thought the expenditures were within reason.

Andre calmly said, "Even if I gave Leo unlimited guts, he wouldn't get hooked on gambling, let alone get into high-interest debt."

However, Naomi didn't trust her son.

Andre said, "I once took Leo to a large-scale gambling game, gave him ten million dollars to play with, but he had no interest. Do you really think this two million could entice him?"

Everyone in the room was shocked by Andre's words. When did he take Leo gambling, and at a large-scale game at that?

But that's how Andre educated his nephew.

When Leo started middle school, he began to form his own ideas and have a new understanding of money. Andre, wanting to cultivate his nephew, took him along on a business trip to the gambling city.

That night, Leo saw the full table of bets and clung to Andre's hand in fear.

When Andre returned to his bedroom, he was surprised to find his nephew there. Leo was slumped, his head bowed, not daring to look up. Mia was sitting on her usual sleeping couch, seething with anger.

Seeing Andre return, Mia's anger flared up again. She pointed at the downcast Leo and said to Andre, "Andre, you better deal with your nephew. Everything today was his doing!"

"What did you just call me?"

"Andre."

Leo, with his head still lowered, said softly, "Andre wants you to call him hubby."

As soon as he finished, he received another blow from Mia. She didn't care if Andre was there, "Shut up! If it wasn't for you, I'd be free as a bird."

Andre raised an eyebrow. He'd married a straightforward woman who didn't hesitate to get physical.

When he walked in, Mia stood by his side, her hand naturally interlocking with his fingers as she vented, "He purposely smashed grandpa's vase, nicked his mom's diamond, even deliberately broke his dad's glass, all just to prevent us from moving."

Andre had already figured out his nephew's angle that morning, but he couldn't understand why the kid didn't want him to leave. He looked down at his wife, who barely reached his chest, and then, he got it. It wasn't about not wanting him to leave, but that he could come and go as he pleased, but Mia had to stay.

With that thought, Andre said, "To my study."