The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter206 Memory

Behind Mia, another classmate followed.

In the midst of the commotion, someone suddenly fell into the water.

"Help! Mia fell into the water," someone suddenly shouted.

Vera quickly turned her head to look at the splashing water in the pool.

Mia, fully clothed, flailed her limbs in the water. As she opened her mouth, countless tiny bubbles filled her nose and mouth, only to be expelled again. Her eyes couldn't open, and when they did, they stung. She reached out, trying to get out, but couldn't find her footing in the pool.

Mia closed her eyes, wanting to call out to Vera, but a memory flashed in her mind. "Brother, don't sleep. Molly is scared."

"Don't cry, Molly, I can protect you," a boy, covered in blood, held her.

Her dress was also stained with blood.

That boy bore a striking resemblance to a young Patrick.

Mia shook her head. Her mind suddenly flooded with an endless ocean and a bottomless abyss. She was in the ocean, crying out in despair, "Save me! I'm scared!" Her arm hurt, and there was a taste of blood in her mouth.

She couldn't speak in the water.

On the shore, Vera exclaimed, "Randall, Mia fell into the water."

She pulled off her coat, walking and undressing at the same time.

Randall, already tipsy, his face flushed, started coughing when he heard Vera.

Seeing the girl in the pool, he stumbled quickly, pushing aside Vera who was about to jump in, and dived into the cold water.

He swam over to Mia, who was still struggling to stand in the water, and helped support her, ensuring her head remained above the water.

Eric hadn't even had a chance to play the hero before Randall dived in.

Without a coat, he jumped into the water in just a flannel shirt, without hesitation, unafraid of the cold, and disregarding the amount of alcohol he had consumed. Mia's head emerged from the water, and she coughed loudly. Randall pushed her toward the shore.

Vera knelt on the ground, pulling the soaking wet Mia up, wrapping her in the coat she had just taken off.

Then, she bent down to pull Randall out of the water as well.

Her hand touched the water, feeling the bone-chilling cold.

It was so cold she wanted to pull back.

One could only imagine how cold they were.

Once Mia regained her senses, she also knelt by the shore, helping Vera pull Randall out.

The people around stopped their drinking games and started walking towards the pool.

Randall got out, and Vera looked at them worriedly.

Shivering from the cold, Randall asked Mia, "Were you drunk? Why did you go to the pool if you can't swim?"

Mia turned to glare at Eric's friend. "Kenneth Hall, why did you push me?"

Kenneth saw that the person who saved Mia was the heavily drunk Randall, and Eric, despite being sober, was slower than the unsteady Randall.

He looked at Eric, and Eric looked at Randall, their hearts burning with hidden anger.

A perfect opportunity was ruined by Randall again.

He had spent a million dollars to outdrink Stephen, and yet Mia was saved by Randall.

Vera followed the pusher's gaze and saw Eric in the background, his hatred for Randall barely concealed.

Vera's small fists clenched.

The rebellious energy within her could no longer be contained.

Vera walked up to Kenneth, punched him in the face, tripped him, and threw him into the icy pool.

Without stopping, she turned to the main culprit, grabbed his hair, punched him in the stomach, and before he could react, threw him into the freezing pool as well, letting them taste the cold water. Vera blew the hair from her face, pointed at them in the pool, and warned through gritted teeth, "Just you wait."

She hurriedly took Randall and Mia to the hotel to change clothes and take a hot bath.

What was supposed to be a welcome party and class reunion suddenly took a turn, causing everyone to stop their revelry and rush to the hotel to check on them.

Randall and Mia each got a room. Vera instructed Randall, "You've had too much to drink, don't take a bath! Just shower and get under the covers. Leave me a room key, I'll come check on you later." She then carried the dripping wet, shivering Mia to another room.

Once there, she quickly helped Mia undress.

"Kenneth and Eric are both disgusting. When my brother gets here, I'll have him and my dad investigate their families thoroughly," Mia cursed as she undressed.

Vera frowned, thinking it might indeed be necessary to have Patrick come over.

She helped Mia take off her clothes.

The bite marks on Mia's arm were clearly visible.

Vera grabbed her arm, examining the bite marks Patrick had once asked her about.

"Mia, haven't you gone to the scar clinic to get rid of this?"

Mia shook her head, pulled her arm back, and stepped into the bathtub. She turned on the hot water, letting it pour over her cold body. The hot water felt like knives cutting into her skin. When extremely cold, the skin hurts when it touches hot water.

Vera soaked a towel in hot water and placed it on Mia's smooth back.

"Vera, I'll give you the number. Call my brother to bring me some clothes."

"Okay."

Vera took out her phone and started contacting Sebastian.

Then she also contacted Patrick.

In the hotel, Randall finished his shower and walked out in a bathrobe. Eric and Kenneth, also shivering from the cold, had come to the hotel as well. After their showers, they had warmed up too.

Seeing them unharmed, Randall impulsively grabbed Eric by the collar, holding a hotel ashtray, ready to fight.

"Randall, don't be impulsive. It wasn't Eric who pushed her."

"Quickly, Separate them quickly. It's just a class reunion. There is no need for bloodshed."

The surrounding students stepped in, trying to pull Randall and Eric apart, but they couldn't pry Randall's hands off.

Finally, a stern voice stopped the impulsive Randall.

"Stop."

Patrick, who had come to deliver clothes, shouted.

Patrick frowned as he walked step by step towards the group of students.

The classmates were all stunned. They hadn't expected to see the legendary Patrick here!

He had actually shown up.

Eric also looked at the suddenly appearing Patrick. He immediately stood up straight, hoping to make a good impression. When he inherited his family's business, he hoped to have some favor with Patrick. With luck, they might even have a chance to collaborate with the Olteran Group.

Patrick stopped among the crowd.

The classmates were all astonished, realizing Patrick wasn't just passing by but had come here specifically.

Randall, seeing Patrick, averted his gaze.

Once again, Patrick had caught him in a mess.

He dropped the ashtray, which rolled onto the hotel's carpet.

"Uncle Patrick."

Randall called out.

Patrick looked at Randall, who was about to fight in a bathrobe.

He handed the bag he was holding to Randall. "Put on some clothes before you fight."

Everyone was shocked.

They looked at Randall and Patrick in disbelief.

What had Randall just called Patrick?