The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 624 Dad Hidden in the Phone

Emma, freaking out that Patrick wouldn't believe her, blurted out, "Jeffrey promised me $4 billion to take care of this kid. I've got a contract and a letter from him. Patrick, I swear, I had nothing to do with it. It was all Jeffrey and the Rossi family's doing."

Patrick gave a slight nod to the guy behind him, and a man in black came over, took Aleah from Emma, and carried her out.

Finally, the room was quiet.

Emma dropped to her knees in front of Patrick. "Patrick, please, spare me. I had nothing to do with it."

Patrick sneered, "How did Jeffrey and the Rossi family get involved?"

Emma shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "It wasn't me. I had nothing to do with it."

Patrick pressed on, "Who was involved in kidnapping my son?"

Emma kept shaking her head, trying to clear her name. "I don't know."

Patrick slowly walked forward, his cold, black leather shoes catching Emma's eye.

"Who was involved?" Patrick asked again.

Emma still shook her head. Before she could say anything else, Patrick kicked her in the head. She wasn't ready for it and went flying, rolling a few times until she hit a table. Patrick's men couldn't bear to watch him being so ruthless to a woman.

Emma was in too much pain to get up. "Patrick..."

"Who was involved?" Patrick walked towards Emma again, looking cruel and making everyone around him nervous.

Terrified, Emma shouted out two names as he got closer, "Cole and Wesley."

Patrick stopped. Wesley? Cole's third son?

Patrick hadn't heard much about Wesley. The last time the Rossi family handled compensation, it didn't seem like Cole's style. Maybe Wesley was involved back then. The night dragged on. Emma, trying to avoid the Rossi family, had picked a remote spot, which made it easy for Patrick to find her.

To save herself, Emma spilled everything she knew to please Patrick. "The Rossi family laundered $5 billion of Jeffrey's dirty money through company accounts and got $1 billion in return. When you dealt with the Rossi family, their finances were already in trouble and they needed that money. The rest of the money was what Jeffrey promised me, but it was supposed to come eighteen years later." Maybe that money wasn't even hers, as it was saved in Aleah's name.

Emma regretted underestimating the Olteran family. Last time, she used her sister to traffic drugs, and her sister got caught while she managed to escape overseas. Because there was no extradition agreement between the two countries, the police couldn't arrest her, so she got away. This time, she thought hiding overseas would keep her safe from the Olteran family, so she planned her revenge.

But she forgot that the Olteran family never played by the rules!

"Patrick, even though you ruined my family, I never wanted revenge on you. I only went after Vera's son because I couldn't stand her. You have to understand my hatred for her. She took away the person I loved the most. I hate her and I will never forgive her." Emma crawled to Patrick, clutching his pant leg and crying.

The two Patrick's subordinates in the room were baffled. Was Emma nuts? She kept ranting about her hatred for Patrick's wife and even kidnapped Patrick's son to get back at her. How did she think Patrick would ever understand that? "Vera's son calls me 'Dad.' I love her," Patrick said coldly, shaking Emma off his leg. There were only two people in the world he loved: his wife and his son.

"Get rid of her," Patrick ordered as he turned to leave.

Emma panicked, terrified she'd end up like Jeffrey. "Patrick, you can't kill me. If you do, my father won't let you get away with it."

One of the guys in the room couldn't help but chime in, "Counting on Glen to get parole and seek revenge?"

Emma added, "You need me to get my father to reveal Dennis's crimes. If I die, my father will never cooperate. Patrick, the case was from seventeen years ago. You want Dennis to confess, right? My dad is the key witness. If I die, he won't help you."

Patrick stopped at the door. "Do you think I care?"

With that, he walked out.

By the car, Patrick lit a cigarette and looked down at his palm.

Halfway through the cigarette, a subordinate awkwardly carried the thinly dressed, frostbitten Aleah over and asked, "Mr. Olteran, what should we do with her?"

Patrick turned and looked at the weak baby. The pitiful sight of the child tugged at his heartstrings.

That night, he couldn't bear to kill Jeffrey right away, just to make sure the baby was handed over safely. He didn't expect Jeffrey to give the child to Emma.

Now, the child was in front of him again. Theodore had already put him through enough. He couldn't bring himself to raise someone else's child, especially an enemy's. "Give her to a local family and announce that she died," Patrick instructed.

With that, he turned away, not looking at Aleah.

The subordinate glanced at the soft-hearted Patrick and took Aleah away.

Soon, the people inside came out. Patrick got into the car and instructed the subordinates standing outside the window, "Clean it up."

With that, the leading cars drove away.

Halfway, Aleah in the back car started crying again. The subordinate had no choice but to seek help from the experienced Patrick. "Mr. Olteran, she keeps crying. What should we do?"

With experience, Patrick said, "Feed her, keep her warm, and take her to the hospital."

After giving instructions, a video call from Theodore came through on his phone.

As soon as the video connected, Theodore's tearful little face appeared, and he lay on the bed, crying sadly with his mouth open.

"Come on, everyone, look at whose child this is, crying like it's the end of the world just for a bath. Lift your head, show it to your dad, this is his precious son." Vera placed the phone on the pillow, aiming it at Theodore's chubby face. The car was filled with Theodore's loud cries.

When Patrick saw Theodore on the screen looking wronged, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Don't want to take a bath again?" Patrick's gentle voice sounded.

The crying immediately stopped. The previously wailing Theodore opened his eyes. Was his dad hiding in the phone again?