The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 499 Vera's Gift

Molly was all set to hoof it, no way she was getting in his car.

Sebastian swung his car around, blocking her way. "Get in."

Molly hesitated for a sec, then yanked the door open and slid in. "Chill, Bella didn't really hurt Mom, so I didn't mess with her." Sebastian shot back, "What did you do?"

Molly shrugged, "I recorded a video for her and Jonathan. They need to see it."

Sebastian blew up. "You trying to get everyone to know what you did last night was illegal?"

Molly glared at him, fuming. "Sebastian, I'm not riding with you."

She jumped out, stormed past his car, and started walking away from the villa.

Sebastian rolled alongside her, trying to smooth things over. "Molly, get in the car."

He let the car crawl, rolled down the window, and looked at the sulking Molly. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."

Molly was still pissed.

Sebastian softened his voice. "I was outta line earlier; can you forgive me?"

Molly turned her head away.

Sebastian played his ace. "If you keep this up, Abby's gonna beat you to the hospital to see Mom."

Sure enough, Molly stopped.

Sebastian hit the brakes. "Get in."

Molly got back in. "You better keep her away from Mom."

Sebastian grinned, leaned over, and buckled her seatbelt. "Molly, I didn't mean anything bad. I just don't want them to know what you did and call the cops on you."

Molly had already thought this through. "It's fine, I warned them. If they call the cops, Stella's gonna get it too. Let's see who's more scared." Sebastian went quiet.

On the way to the hospital, he asked, "Those thugs, Vera found them, right?"

Vera, Sebastian had seen her in action andwasn't even sure he could take on that seemingly sweet girl.

Only she could find so many pros through shady channels for Molly.

Molly didn't hide it. "I begged Vera to help me find them."

"Does Patrick know about you two?" Sebastian asked.

This time, Molly clammed up.

Sebastian glanced at her, knowing she was scared of "Patrick."

Once again, it was Molly, Vera, and Randall pulling strings behind Patrick's back.

"Sebastian, if you snitch to Patrick, forget about having me as your sister." Molly threatened.

Sebastian chuckled. "Tell me you love me, and I'll keep quiet."

Molly was defiant. "Men are all scumbags!"

Sebastian smirked. "If all men are scumbags, and I'm not a scumbag, then I'm not a man. Say you love me, and I won't tell Patrick." Sebastian grinned wickedly. "If you don't, I'll call him right now."

"Sebastian, I love you. Happy now?" Molly's words dripped with defiance.

Sebastian laughed.

Later that evening, at Cherry Villa...

Patrick came home from work, and today, there was a bracelet on the passenger seat.

Ever since Vera had the baby, she'd been whining in his ear at night. "Honey, I'm sick." "Honey, I'm terminally ill, I'm not gonna make it."

"Honey, Mom chewed me out today, I'm definitely getting postpartum depression." "Honey, when are you coming home? Miss you like crazy."

Patrick knew Vera's game too well, so he had his own way to "cure" her "illness."

First day after work, he bought a diamond ring that cost a small fortune. No more whining about being sick.

Second day, he brought back a classic necklace from Elysian Jewels. Her "postpartum depression" vanished, and she even gave him a kiss.

Third day, a bag from Luminous Luxuries. Her lovesickness was cured, and that night, she clung to him like glue. He had to take a cold shower to cool off. Today, it was an Eternal Elegance four-diamond bracelet.

But today, Patrick wasn't feeling generous because Vera had messed up again!

Vera looked forward to Patrick coming home every day, her biggest thrill guessing, "What's Patrick bringing me today?"

Brianna couldn't stand Vera. "You're a drama queen."

Vera shot back, "Just admit you're jealous."

Eventually, Vera pissed Brianna off so much she stormed out.

Soon, Patrick walked in with a gift bag.

Vera, in her loungewear, greeted him, eyes locked on the bag, not him.

She reached for it, but Patrick lifted it out of her reach.

"Honey, lemme see my gift." Vera stood on tiptoe, stretching her arms, eyes on the prize.

"What are you doing?" Vera pouted when she couldn't grab it.

Patrick looked down at Vera, who was supposed to be resting but was anything but. His Adam's apple bobbed. "Come with me to the study." Vera, clueless she was in trouble, thought she'd get the gift in the study, so she followed him.

In the study, Patrick placed the gift on his desk. "Answer my question, and it's yours."

"What question?" Vera perched on his desk.

Patrick, in his black suit, leaned back in his chair, oozing authority. She had no resistance to Patrick in a suit. "Honey, you're so handsome." Patrick, despite Vera's adoration, stayed silent.

Handsome as ever, Patrick was stern. "Explain why Crimson Viper posted a recruitment order on the Shadow Syndicate United list." Vera's smile froze, then faded like a slow replay.

She swallowed. "I don't know."

Patrick's eyes narrowed. "The IP address that posted the order, funny enough, came from my bedroom."

Vera bit her lip. "Your bedroom also has your son, it's not just me."

Patrick took a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. "Do I need to pull up the surveillance footage?"

"Honey, seriously, how do you even have the authority to pull the surveillance?" Vera guessed Patrick was her ultimate opponent.

"If you don't answer honestly, first, no gift. Second, you write your graduation thesis yourself!" Patrick warned.

Vera caved in a second. "It was Molly."