The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 207 Patrick Scolds His Sister

Patrick asked, "Where's my wife, Vera?"

Randall pointed to a room. "Mia fell into the water; she's inside taking care of Mia."

Patrick nodded, turned, and walked to the hotel where his wife was staying. He knocked on the door. "Vera, I'm here." What did he say?

Whose husband was he?

Everyone was astonished.

Before long, the door opened.

Vera's face appeared. "Honey."

Patrick looked her up and down, first checking her to confirm she was fine, then glanced inside. "Where's Molly?"

Vera stepped out of the room and closed the door. "Honey, Mia is taking a bath; it's inappropriate for you to go in." Patrick understood.

"Did you see Randall? He jumped into the water to save someone and drank over a dozen bottles of alcohol with others." Patrick had smelled the alcohol on Randall earlier and knew he had drunk a lot.

Vera looked at the group of shocked classmates. She held his hand and led him into the crowd to introduce him, "Everyone wants to know my husband's true identity. Now I will tell you, my husband is Patrick. I wonder if anyone has heard of his name."

It was evident that everyone was very familiar with Patrick's name.

Vera's marriage partner turned out to be the famous Patrick.

It's no surprise that Randall cautioned them about Vera's relationship status, emphasizing that nobody dared to provoke that man!

Who would dare provoke that business tycoon?

Everyone's gaze shifted from Vera to Patrick, who was holding her.

For a moment, they were still stunned.

They were so surprised that they didn't react for a long time.

Vera's eyes flickered, and she saw Eric's evasive gaze. She immediately explained loudly to Patrick, "Husband, look at that man in the bathrobe. I need to introduce him to you specially. This is Mr. Eric Nelson." Patrick glanced lightly, with immense pressure, at the fleeing Eric.

It was also him who fought with Randall earlier!

"He's quite capable, encouraging Stephen and Ran to drink, and conspiring with Kenneth to push Mia into the pool."

Patrick's cold and sharp eyes had already swept over Eric.

Eric was so nervous that he stuttered, "Mr. Olteran, it wasn't me. Vera got it wrong."

Vera smirked. "Where did I get it wrong? Where's Kenneth Hall? Bring him out to testify for you. Don't be shy about admitting the 'good deeds' you've done. Thanks to you, Randall and Mia got to soak in the ice pool, helping them prevent cardiovascular diseases. We will thank you properly!"

Patrick's gaze fixed on Eric. "The Nelson family? The Hall family? I don't know them."

Patrick didn't bother to say much to a group of twenty-year-old students. He looked down on students of that age. The only one who could catch his attention was Vera in his arms.

The rest of the male classmates were ugly and vastly different from Randall.

However, he wouldn't ask in vain; if he asked, there would be action.

He could let go of the drinking competition with Randall for now, but their deliberate act of pushing Mia into the water could not be forgiven.

Vera quickly revealed the companies of Eric's and Kenneth's families, even exposing the locations of their company headquarters. She almost told Patrick where their homes were. Patrick nodded.

Before long, Sebastian arrived.

He stood at the door with clothes and knocked, "Mia, open the door for me."

Mia, wrapped tightly in a bathrobe, had soaked in the bath until she was almost out of breath. At this moment, her cheeks were flushed.

Seeing the nervous Sebastian, she seemed to find a pillar of support and immediately cried as she threw herself into his arms. "Sebastian, Kenneth pushed me on purpose. My clothes are all wet. I almost drowned and couldn't see you again. You have to beat him up for me."

Sebastian patted Mia's frightened shoulder, trying to push her away, but Mia clung to him tightly, wrapping her arms around his waist, her left hand gripping her right wrist, sticking to Sebastian like glue.

Her real brother, Patrick, couldn't stand it anymore.

She was standing at the door in a bathrobe, hugging and holding a man who wasn't related to her by blood. He could not stand it!

Patrick walked over, silently pried Mia's hands apart, and separated them.

Mia, who was crying with her face buried in Sebastian's chest, couldn't see the person behind her clearly, only knowing someone was forcing her to let go. "Damn it! Who dares to separate..." Suddenly, she saw Patrick standing behind Sebastian with an unpleasant expression. She stopped, the cursing words she was about to unleash halted halfway.

"Go on, keep cursing!" Patrick scolded Mia.

Mia, feeling like an ostrich, tucked her neck in and sought refuge in Sebastian's embrace, refraining from cursing any further.

"Who taught you to say dirty words?" Patrick couldn't be bothered to waste words with those classmates, nor did he want to get angry, but hearing Mia curse, he couldn't help but educate her.

He had already adapted to his role as her brother in advance.

Mia was so scolded by him that she didn't dare to speak.

Vera hurriedly stepped forward, pulling back the angry Patrick. "Don't be so fierce. It might come off as too intense. You could end up overwhelming Mia, making her cry, and then she might avoid talking to you altogether, leaving you in a difficult situation.

"She's a girl, standing at the door in a bathrobe, hugging a man, and saying dirty words. Can't I scold her?"

"She's hugging her brother. Should she hug you instead?"

Patrick was rendered speechless by Vera's retort.

Before recognizing her as his sister, he had no right to interfere in Mia's affairs.

Sebastian reached out to stroke Mia's hair, his lips brushing over the top of her head. "Let's go. Change your clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"Okay." Mia obediently pulled Sebastian to enter the hotel.

Suddenly, Patrick intervened again.

He grabbed Sebastian's shoulder and pulled him out. "What are you going in for?"

Mia, summoning her courage, said to Patrick, "My brother is accompanying me to change clothes."

Patrick said, "You're twenty years old, and you still need your brother to accompany you to change clothes?"

He took the bag from Sebastian's hand and threw it to Mia at the door.

Turning around, he pushed Vera's back. "Sweetheart, you go in and help her."

Vera, pushed into the bedroom, was helpless.

She closed the door.

Mia, unable to control herself, said to Vera, "Vera, is Patrick crazy? It's one thing for him to control you, but now he's controlling me? He's simply a lunatic, a moron, an idiot, a fool, and a retard!"

Vera couldn't listen anymore and spoke up for Patrick, "Stop cursing. He's not an idle person, and he doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. Just wait. Patrick won't let Eric and Kenneth off for what happened to you." Although Patrick seemed indifferent just now, the more indifferent he appeared, the more he cared about something. Successful people don't easily reveal their true thoughts in front of others.

"Vera, let me ask you a question. Why does Patrick always show so much concern for me that it's easy to misunderstand? And why aren't you angry?"

Mia looked at Vera inquisitively, hoping she could give her an answer.

Vera opened Mia's clothes and laid them out on the bed one by one. After some hesitation, she spoke, "Patrick had a sister who went missing."