The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 183 Visiting the Chase Family

This time, when Randall and Vincent bought a car, she didn't dare to shamelessly ask Sebastian for one. She had just offended him and hadn't yet made amends, so she didn't dare to speak up. Vera had a sudden thought, saying, "Mia, how about I drive you home today?" Mia didn't think much of it and said, "Sebastian is coming to pick me up."

Vera insisted, saying, "You haven't ridden in my car before. Let me drive you. Besides, I haven't been to your house in a while."

Randall, not understanding the situation, even hindered Vera. "You're supposed to go back to your parents' house with Uncle Patrick tonight. Won't taking Mia delay your plan?" Under the table, Vera stepped on Randall's foot. "You always speak at inappropriate times."

Randall looked innocent, wondering what he had done wrong this time.

Mia also said, "Vera, maybe next time. I need to behave myself for a while and can't afford to upset Sebastian again. If he dies young, it'll definitely be because I drove him to it." Vera replied, "Then I'll go with you to your house. With me there, he will consider your feelings and won't bully you."

Mia scratched her head, frowning in confusion at Vera. She felt something was off.

"Be honest. Did you have another fight with your husband and now you're seeking refuge at my place?"

Randall, not learning his lesson, said it again, "Impossible. She kissed Uncle Patrick right in front of me this morning before leaving. They couldn't have fought that quickly." Mia's gossip instincts flared up instantly. "Vera, do you kiss Patrick every morning now? You've made a big progress! Tell me all about it."

Vera bit her tongue and glared at the annoying Randall. "Randall, if you die young, it'll definitely be because I killed you!"

Randall continued to cower. Why couldn't he even speak freely anymore?

Vera turned back to Mia and casually lied, "Mia, I want to borrow a book from you."

Mia's eyes lit up immediately, looking at Vera with suspicion. "You're fishy!"

Vera gave a perfunctory smile and nodded, deliberately letting Mia misunderstand. "More or less."

"You should've said so earlier. I'll definitely find the book you want. Come home with me today."

Vera successfully made her way to Mia's house.

In the afternoon, when Sebastian came to pick her up, Vera tagged along. Sure enough, in the car, Mia behaved, and Sebastian didn't scold her. Once at Mia's house, Mia took Vera's hand and led her to the bedroom. She knelt on the floor and pulled out a bag full of novels from under the bed.

Vera, however, took "Monetary Banking" from a nearby shelf. "This is the one I want to borrow."

Mia was stunned. "Weren't you into those 'the CEO Falls in Love with Me' type of novels?"

Vera replied, "Patrick is a CEO, and he dotes on me. I don't need to read books to get that experience."

Mia glanced again at the economics book in Vera's hand. Something didn't seem right. She got up, kicked the novels back under the bed, and went over to Vera, picking up the book. "What do you need this for?" "Patrick wants me to get a banking qualification. I remembered you had this book, so I wanted to borrow it."

Vera spoke so sincerely that Mia was half-convinced.

"If you had told me earlier, I would've brought it to you tomorrow. No need to come all the way here."

"I thought coming in person would show sincerity."

Mia said, "I think you're out of your mind."

Vera replied, "I'll forgive you this time, considering how your brother's been bullying you lately."

They sat together and started chatting.

"Mia, why don't you display any of your childhood photos?"

Mia said, "My childhood photos aren't good. My family only displays the ones taken after I grew up."

"As your good friend, how could I not know about your childhood? Come on, share your photos with me."

This was Vera's ultimate goal. She wanted to see Mia's pictures to make Patrick give up the idea that Mia was just his sister.

"Wait here. I'll ask my brother where the photo album is."

Mia went out and found Sebastian cooking downstairs.

"Sebastian, where's our photo album? Vera and I want to look at some pictures."

Sebastian ;asked, "What pictures?"

"Just the embarrassing ones. Just tell me where the album is."

Sebastian replied, "In Mom's study. Go find it yourself."

"Okay."

She turned and ran to her mother's study. In the kitchen, Sebastian turned off the stove and went to look at her closed door; his eyes narrowed with a sense of unease. Before long, Mia returned.

"Vera, come and see."

She opened the album. Vera and Mia sat together, looking at the pictures of Mia.

"This is when I was just born. My mom was exhausted but still kissed me."

In the photo, a woman, with sweat still on her forehead, was kissing a wrinkled baby.

"These are my one-month and one-hundred-day-old photos."

Vera looked at them. "Mia, do you have any photos from when you were a bit older?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? You want to see my embarrassing photos, so we have to start from the beginning." Vera was speechless, eager to flip through.

"This is when I was three. Sebastian was holding me."

It was taken at Sebastian's school during a parent-teacher meeting, where he held her.

Sebastian holding Mia at school was captured in a photo. For each picture, Mia told Vera the story behind it.

"This is when I was almost four. My parents took me and Sebastian on a trip."

Vera asked, "What about your five-year-old photos?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Sebastian pushed open Mia's bedroom door and called them, "Mia, Vera, come out for dinner."

Mia turned to look at Sebastian. "Sebastian, why do you always knock and then just come in?"

"Stop talking and come eat. I have to go to the police station later and won't be back tonight. The housekeeper will be here to stay with you."

Vera spoke up, "Mr. Chase, I won't be staying for dinner. Patrick is coming to pick me up, and we're going to my parents' house."

Then she pulled Mia, continuing to look at the photos. Just as Mia was about to turn the page, Sebastian closed the album in her hands, frowning with displeasure and looking sternly at the disobedient Mia. "Finish eating first. If you don't listen, I'll confiscate it."

Mia frowned, wanting to resist his domineering attitude. But seeing Sebastian's unyielding gaze, she didn't dare to speak up. "Alright, I'll look at it later."

She grabbed Vera's hand. "Come on, let's go eat. Sebastian cooked today."

Vera glanced at Sebastian, her eyes lingering on the photo album.