The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 161 Molly's Original Name

Patrick knocked on the door. "Dad, come out for a moment."

Shawn, in the throes of his temper, responded petulantly. "I'm asleep."

"I'll give you five minutes. Meet me in my study."

With that, Patrick walked away.

Shawn grumbled, "I'm your father, and you think you can boss me around? Dream on."

However, five minutes later, he went to Patrick's study with a sullen face. "Why is Vincent here too?"

Vincent was also seated in his brother's study.

Patrick closed the door and, with a heavy heart, addressed Shawn and Vincent, "Dad, Vincent, I saw Molly."

As Patrick's words fell, Shawn realized his true intention. No wonder he had called them to the study.

At the mention of that sensitive name, the room instantly grew cold.

Shawn remained silent for a long time.

Vincent asked Patrick, "Patrick, are you sure you didn't imagine it? It's been fifteen years. You wouldn't recognize Molly even if you saw her."

Patrick shook his head. "I might not recognize her face, but the bite mark on her arm suggests that she is Molly."

Patrick looked at them, his expression serious, and emphasized, "I didn't imagine it. I grabbed her hand. Dad, Vincent, Molly is really waiting for us." Shawn grew serious.

At the mention of that child, his hands clenched into fists.

"Patrick, I want you to let go," he said.

Patrick's eyes were cold as he looked at Shawn. "Dad, you used Molly's information to trick me into marrying Vera. You know very well whether that information was real or not." The information Shawn had given him was later revealed to be convincingly fake.

By then, he had already started to care for Vera and didn't argue with Shawn about it.

In light of the fact that Shawn had found him a wife, Patrick pretended the information didn't exist.

However, he never gave up searching for Molly, until that day when they met at the gold field.

He had caught Molly, but she escaped again.

"Dad, I need to go out of town for a few days to find her."

Patrick had narrowed down 42 people from hundreds of names in the Shadow Syndicate United, each in different areas. He decided to search for them personally. Shawn knew that Patrick would see through the fake information he had provided and was prepared for a confrontation.

"Patrick, have you considered that Molly might be dead?"

Patrick, who had just insisted he had seen Molly, refused to believe his sister was no longer alive.

"Dad, Molly is your own daughter."

Not only did he not search for her, but he also told him she might not be alive.

Thinking of that sweet little girl, Shawn's eyes well up with tears.

Yes, she was his own daughter, missing for fifteen years.

How he longed to find that child, to hold her after work, listen to her prattle, and play with her as he used to.

Shawn raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

Molly, full named Molly Olteran, the youngest daughter of the Olteran family, was dearly loved by all the family members.

She was also the sister of Vincent, the mayor of Zandonick, and Patrick, the business tycoon.

She went missing in her childhood, and their mother, Hazel Olteran, stricken with grief, fell ill and passed away.

This became an eternal pain in Patrick's heart.

He bowed his head, memories of fifteen years ago flooding his mind.

That year, he was thirteen, just starting middle school.

His beloved little sister, only five years old, was cradled in his arms.

The dilapidated and unfinished building was overgrown with weeds, with bricks and wooden beams scattered on the ground, along with some ropes. Patrick was covered in wounds and blood.

Molly cried in fear, reaching out to shake Patrick, whose eyes were swollen from the beating. Her cries woke him up. "Patrick, Shawn and Vincent will come to find us. Open your eyes and look at me. I'm scared when you don't look at me." Molly also had bloodstains on her, the result of Patrick's efforts to protect her from the kidnappers' beatings.

"Molly, don't cry. I'll protect you. I won't let them take you."

Patrick's voice was weak, but his grip was strong, shielding his sister from being taken away by the bad men.

Molly sobbed. "Patrick, if I get lost, you, Dad, Mom, Vincent, and Cindy must find me and bring me home. I'm scared without a home." "You won't get lost. I promise."

Molly was smart; children's instincts were often strong.

She felt she might not find her way home, so she cried uncontrollably.

She couldn't find the birthmark on her body, which made her cry even more.

She feared that if she became unrecognizable, Patrick wouldn't recognize her on the street.

So, she made up her mind.

In front of Patrick, she lifted her arm and bit down hard on her upper arm.

It hurt so much that she cried, her body weak and breaking out in a cold sweat, but she was determined to leave a mark on herself. Patrick grabbed her small arm. "Molly, don't bite yourself."

Molly only let go when she had bitten her arm until it bled, then she wailed. "Patrick, it hurts so much!"

Patrick's heart ached for her pain.

He held her, tears streaming down his face. "You won't get lost."

Later, someone came.

They picked up a brick from the ground and struck Patrick's head with a brutal blow.

Before losing consciousness, Patrick heard Molly's cries. He told her, "I will protect you."

Then he fell into darkness.

When he woke up, everyone told him that Molly was gone.

Patrick broke down in tears, running out to search for her day and night, but he couldn't find her.

During that time, the Olteran family was shrouded in gloom.

Vincent, in his search for Molly, vomited blood and fainted, nearly crashing his car because he hadn't slept properly for a month.

Hazel fell gravely ill and needed oxygen in the hospital to have the strength to live.

Patrick would disappear suddenly, only to reappear at the hospital to see Hazel. He promised her on her sickbed that he would find Molly.

Later, Hazel passed away too.

Patrick was utterly devastated.

That year, when he was thirteen, he experienced a dark period, losing both his sister and mother.

Shawn aged overnight; his eyes lost their spirit, and his face was devoid of smiles.

Patrick never stopped searching for Molly, never giving up over the years.

When he suddenly saw a girl with a bite mark on her arm, he was determined to find her.

He wouldn't let go of even the slightest possibility, even if it meant another disappointment.

"Shawn, Vincent. If I can't find Molly, I won't die in peace."

Patrick had been a gentleman as a child, like a mature and polite young noble. However, after the family's great upheaval when he was thirteen, he began to embrace violence and became taciturn. He believed that Molly's disappearance was due to his lack of strength. If he had been strong enough, he could have protected his family.

It was during that time that the Shadow Syndicate United was born.