The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 155 Yelled at by Patrick

Randall realized too late that Vera and Mia were unreliable. They each looked out for themselves and ran away. Only he was unlucky enough to be caught by Patrick.

After escaping, Vera was still only wearing a sports bra. She stood with her hands on her hips, almost out of breath from running.

"Did you escape too?" a voice came from behind.

Vera was startled and turned to see Mia.

It was because they both chose to flee first that they met at the door.

"Mia, you didn't even tell me you were running for your life. I was having a great time on stage when I suddenly saw Patrick. Without thinking, I jumped off the stage and ran. It's definitely chaotic inside now; there's no way I'll get my white card today."

Mia argued with Vera at the door, "You have the nerve to say that? I was downstairs making eye contact and talking with your husband. He even grabbed me. Should I have stayed there and waited to get caught?"

"That's my husband. What are you afraid of? What's he going to do to you?" Vera said.

Mia replied, "Precisely because he's your husband. If he finds out that Randall and I were your accomplices and came to this underground casino with you, we're all done for."

They stood at the door, chatting with worried expressions.

"We need to find a place to change clothes quickly. I'm going to find Sebastian for protection."

They went to a public restroom and started changing clothes.

Mia said, "Vera, your husband almost recognized me today. He called me 'Molly,' but I didn't respond. I'm telling you, when we get back, don't tell your husband about. we swap clothes. Otherwise, he'll know I was there too." Vera agreed.

They washed their faces at the sink, scrubbing off the black paint.

Mia, still in her sports bra, hailed a taxi. "Hi, to the police station, please."

Sebastian was busy when a girl with an unwashed face and wearing a sports bra suddenly appeared.

He lifted the girl's chin, looking at her delicate face. "Mia, tell me what you've been up to this time!" Sebastian's temper flared.

Mia shrank back. "Sebastian, I was wrong."

Seeing her clothes, Sebastian immediately took off his jacket and made Mia wear it. Then he pushed her toward the restroom mirror.

"Wash your face clean and tell me honestly where you've been."

Mia turned on the faucet, cupping water in her hands to wash her face.

"Sebastian, I got your sleeves wet."

Sebastian was so angry he felt like he was boiling.

However, his anger was useless.

Mia was his biological sister.

Sebastian rolled up the sleeves of his blue shirt and coldly ordered Mia, "Bend over."

Mia quickly bent over and closed her eyes.

Soon, a pair of hands were helping her wash her face.

The paint on her cheeks wasn't coming off easily, so Sebastian carefully cleaned it for her.

A subordinate who saw Sebastian coming out of the restroom was surprised. "Captain, who are you washing the face of?"

"Of course, my little princess."

Sebastian replied irritably.

Hearing her brother affectionately call her "little princess," Mia smiled.

Mia finished washing her face.

Sebastian dried her face. "Mia, go to my office and honestly tell me what you did today. If I have to investigate, you're done for. Mom and Dad called me; they won't be home this week. They'll let us know when they're coming back." In other words, Mia would still be under Sebastian's supervision for the week.

Since her parents weren't coming home, Mia had to deal with Sebastian's temper. If she didn't behave, she might be punished by having to wash dishes and clean dirty socks.

In the office, Mia sat across from Sebastian, head down, fiddling with the edge of his police uniform, and whispered, "I went there again."

A loud bang on the table startled Mia, making her shoulders shrink. "I just went to watch. I wasn't qualified to compete."

Sebastian pointed at the disobedient Mia across from him. "Since you like it so much, when we get home, do 100 sit-ups, a 10-minute plank, 50 push-ups, and 100 squats." "No, Sebastian, I was wrong."

The Olteran family.

At this moment, it was as quiet as the calm before the storm.

Randall came back, limping, and was dragged into the study again.

Vera sat timidly in the living room, not daring to leave Shawn's side.

"Vera, why are you so late today? Patrick came back at four in the afternoon to wait for you, but you didn't show up."

Vera regretted act without thinking before going out.

In the study, Patrick asked coldly, "What's her code name?"

"Vera doesn't have a code name; she wasn't there today," Randall insisted.

Patrick's eyes narrowed with pressure. "I didn't hit you hard enough, did I?"

Randall looked up at Patrick, stubbornly saying, "Vera didn't go to the casino today; she knows nothing."

"Randall, don't lie to me."

Randall met Patrick's intense gaze. "I told you, Vera wasn't with me today. I went alone."

He risked being beaten and punished to resist Patrick's threats.

Patrick had no patience to wait for Randall to confess. He needed to question Vera immediately.

He went to the railing and shouted to the distracted Vera downstairs, "Get up here."

Vera didn't dare move, pretending he wasn't calling her.

"Do I have to call you by name, or do I have to come down and get you?" Vera shivered.

She slowly stood up, head down, and weakly climbed the stairs to report to Patrick.

She reached the third floor, standing next to Patrick.

Vera pressed herself against the wall, not daring to stand in front of Patrick. Her hands awkwardly picked at the marble wall, as if trying to dig a hole in it. Patrick's eyes were fixed on her.

Suddenly, he grabbed Vera's arm and pulled her into the study.

Seeing Vera, Randall immediately shouted, "Uncle Patrick, I told you Vera wasn't involved today. I went alone. Why did you bring her here?"

Vera was surprised to see Randall taking all the blame for her.

She opened her mouth to argue, "No..."

"I just thought it was fun. Besides, you could get in, which means you've played before. Why do you get to control me?"

For the first time, Randall spoke defiantly to Patrick.

Randall deliberately interrupted Vera, preventing her from speaking.

Patrick saw that Randall was willing to offend him to protect Vera.

He was frustrated. "Get out."

Randall turned and left Patrick's study with dignity. Before leaving, he gently shook his head at Vera as a reminder.

After he left, only Vera and Patrick remained in the study.

"Who did you lend your clothes to today?" Patrick closed his eyes, his mind filled with the image of the mark on that girl's arm, occupying his thoughts. The girl's clothes were identical to Vera's, but she was definitely not Vera.

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