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Chapter 469
Chapter 469
Molly sidled up to her sister, with her hand covering her mouth, and whispered, “This was your idea,
wasn’t it?”
Mia lowered her head, continuing to sip her hot milk, equally quietly replying, “Just tell me if these two Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
are a good match.”
Molly glanced at Leo, and then at the innocent-looking Anya. “Naomi, I think you have a point.”
Mia chuckled under her breath.
At the opportune moment, Molly began recounting a gruesome story Chad had once told her, “Chad
once told me about a girl who lived alone. She was targeted by a criminal, who stalked her daily, and
finally attacked in her home. She was brutally murdered and her body was chopped into pieces and
stored in a refrigerator.”
Anya was horrified, “Aunt, I’ll hire someone.”
Molly continued her vivid narration, “Chad also told me about a case where a maid and her family
conspired to commit a crime...”
Andre put down his phone, looking at his “mastermind” wife. She and Naomi had stepped away for a
moment, but upon returning, Naomi’s attitude had completely changed. Molly had only been close to
her for a few seconds, but already stories of various murders were pouring from her mouth.
“Mia, what’s your opinion?” Andre’s eyes showed no emotion. He purposely asked his wife who was
hiding behind him.
Mia was called out by her husband. “Ah? I definitely follow my husband’s lead.” Upon finishing, she
flashed her husband a sweet smile.
Hansen also figured out what was going on. He pondered for a while, if Anya’s family would be a good
match for his grandson. Would Anya’s horoscope align with his grandson’s?
The old superstitious man was conflicted. In the end, he spoke, “I think Naomi has a point.”
Andre looked at Anya, who was now thoroughly scared by Molly’s stories - dismemberment,
kidnapping, murder, basement imprisonment, human organ trafficking.
He said to Anya, “I’ll phone your parents and discuss this. If they agree, I’ll take you to the hotel to
collect your luggage later.”
“No need, Andre can stay home with Mia. Leo’s free anyway. Didn’t you just give him a car? Let him
take Anya to get her things.”
Leo emphasized the word “mom”, “.... Mom, you really are good to me!”
Andre took his phone to communicate with Anya’s family. Mr. Calder was Andre’s top fan, so he never
questioned his “idol”.
“Sure, if Anya stays with the Cedillo family, it won’t be a problem. It’s just a bit of a hassle for you.”
Mrs. Calder objected slightly, “It’s four years. It’s inconvenient for our daughter to stay at their home for
four years. The Cedillo family is about to welcome a new life. Anya would be in the way. If you’re
worried about Anya’s safety, I can go along with a maid to accompany her.”
Mr. Calder retorted, “You’re a woman. What do you know? If you go with our daughter and encounter
danger, both of you will be unsafe.”
Andre heard the voices on the other side. He said to his “fanatic fan” Mr. Calder, “Mr. Calder, you
discuss with your wife again, and let me know when you make a decision.”
“Alright.”
He hung up the phone, and everyone was waiting for Andre’s decision.
Andre glanced at his wife, and Mia quickly avoided his gaze. “Mr. Calder and Mrs. Calder are
discussing.”
Not long after, Anya received a call from her parents. She got up and went to the side to answer,
“Hello.”
In the evening, Mr. Calder gave Andre his answer, “Andre, if Anya stays with the Cedillo family, it would
really be a hassle for you. Let her stay with the Cedillo family for a while to familiarize herself with
Havenbrook. Once she’s familiar with it, I’ll send her maid over, and she can live there.”
Andre replied, “No trouble at all. We’re already taking care of three children. Having one more Anya
won’t make a difference.”
In this way, Mia successfully added a skilled little chef to the Cedillo family. She praised herself for her
cleverness.
Leo had resigned to his fate and was now helping Anya move her luggage. The only thing he was
happy about was that the car was cool, and he liked it a lot.
Andre also dragged his little Mia to his study. “Come, explain yourself.”
Mia stuck out her tongue, avoiding his gaze. “What do I need to explain, darling.”
Andre lifted his hand, softly pinching her rosy cheeks. “How did you manage to persuade Naomi
again?”
“I did not.”
Andre pointed at her lips. “How did you figure out that Anya and Leo would make a good couple?”
Mia pouted, “Darling, you noticed?”
Andre said, “You’ve only met Anya once.”
“But I trust your judgment. If she wasn’t a good girl, you would’ve let Noah or Alice handle Anya’s
situation at university that night, and you wouldn’t have brought her to our house. Home is a private
place. You don’t like people you don’t care about intruding.”
Andre asked, “And how did you figure out Leo and Anya?”
“One is called Little Leo, and the other is called Chubby Anya. What do you think, darling?”
“Stop beating around the bush,” Andre said.
Mia laughed, linking her arm through his. “It’s not fair for all of us to be in pairs and Leo to be single.”
“All of us? Who are you referring to?”
Mia was left speechless by the word-picking husband! She continued, “Of course, you.”
Andre somehow felt like it was Molly! “Do you know about Molly and Chad’s situation?” Andre asked.
Mia was silent for three seconds. “What’s going on between them?”
Andre looked at his wife’s face, finally deciding: never mind.
Mia glanced at the doorway. Her sparkling eyes shone like diamonds. She looked at the doorway.
“Molly’s leaving. I want to see her off.” Draмanоvеls.com
Andre nodded in agreement, letting her go.
Chad was sitting in the living room, talking to Hansen with great respect, as if he was recounting his
recent doings. This made Hansen’s fondness for him skyrocket, completely oblivious that he was being
set up.
Upon hearing this, and considering his daughter’s temperament, Hansen refrained from persuading his
girl to stay. Chad happily took his girl away.
On their way to the hotel, Leo was driving with Anya. She kept glancing at his profile. “Little Leo, you
drive so smoothly,” she remarked, trying to strike up a conversation.
Leo responded in a matter-of-fact manner, “It’s not that I drive smoothly. It’s that the road is flat.”