The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 424 The Closely Monitored Vera

The butler said, "Patrick might have discovered something and is keeping an eye on Vera."

Shawn's eyes lit up immediately.

Vera had been clinging to Cindy these past few days. She only felt free when Cindy called her away.

If Vincent weren't coming home at night and Cindy had to be with him, Vera would have spent her evenings with Cindy too.

As a result, Patrick directly grabbed Vera's slender arm and led her back to the master bedroom.

Vera turned her head, looking longingly in Cindy's direction.

Cindy covered her mouth and laughed. She thought, 'Why does Vera suddenly need me so much?'

Usually, Vera would tease Patrick, hiding and making him search for her. When he found her, she'd reward him with a kiss, adding some fun to his otherwise dull routine.

But when Patrick was truly busy, Vera rarely moved around. She knew not to disturb his work.

She was smart enough to be playful when needed and incredibly considerate at other times. Of course, she also managed to make Patrick pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration from time to time.

"Vera, stop messing around.

"Vera, be a good girl.

"Don't run off; come to me.

"Vera, come here, it's time for your nap."

Patrick was constantly exasperated, watching Vera dart around the office. If she weren't pregnant with his child, he'd think she was still a child herself, showing no sign of maturity expected of a mother-to-be. Until it was time for Vera's prenatal checkup.

Vera had calculated Emily's checkups. Based on their previous conversations at the hospital, Vera knew Emily was a few weeks ahead in her pregnancy.

After being under Patrick's watch for three days, Vera's eyes began to sparkle with mischief.

In the office, Vera looked at the empty water cup and then at Patrick working. She stood up, holding the cup, and walked out of the office in front of Patrick.

Because she had been moving around the executive floor these days, occasionally sneaking out to eat nuts and getting caught by Patrick a few times, Patrick didn't pay much attention to her leaving this time. After leaving, Vera headed straight for the elevator, not taking Patrick's private one but the employee elevator instead.

Randall's car was already at the door. Soon, Vera got in, and Randall curiously asked, "How did you get out from under Patrick's watch?"

Vera urged, "Hurry up and drive. I'll be caught if we don't move soon."

Randall drove to the MS Group building, picked up Molly, and headed west.

Halfway through, Vera got out to buy something. When she returned to the car, she handed the item to the nervous Molly.

She handed the item to Molly. "Here, take this. It'll give you some courage."

Molly looked at it; it was a small knife.

She looked at Vera again. "I'll feel safer if you hold it. If things go wrong, you and Randall stay in the car, and Randall will drive you away immediately."

Randall tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "If you say that again, I'll turn back right now."

Molly and Vera remained silent.

In the president's office of the Olteran Group, Patrick suddenly realized something was missing while he was busy.

He looked up at the messy cushions on the sofa, but Vera was nowhere to be seen.

He got up and walked out of the office.

In the parking lot of the Harmony Blossom Women's Health Center, a luxury car stopped, and Randall unbuckled his seatbelt, glancing at Molly and Vera in the back seat. He said, "I'm going to the restroom, be right back. The air conditioning is on, don't get out of the car."

With that, Randall left with his phone.

Vera looked around and then at the quiet Molly. "Nervous?"

"I'm not nervous, just worried."

Vera comforted, "It's like gambling. You worry about losing before you start, but if you don't try, you'll always regret it. What if you win?"

Molly took a deep breath and looked at Vera. She had a lot to say but knew it would be pointless.

Soon, Randall returned, sweating. Vera quickly handed him a tissue. "How hard did you go to the restroom? You're sweating all over."

They hadn't been in the car long when another car suddenly stopped not far away.

Out came Emily and Jeffrey.

"Is it him?"

"It's him!"

"It's her!"

They all spoke at once, though with different tones and different targets of surprise. Despite their varied reactions, they were eerily in sync.

Molly had seen Jeffrey before and was sure it was him when he got out of the car.

Vera confirmed that the pregnant woman was Emily.

They exchanged looks of mutual surprise, and then Molly flung the car door open and jumped out. "If I'm not calling you guys, stay put!" she yelled, and then she ran off. "Molly, don't be impulsive, come back," Vera whispered. Molly ran to Jeffrey and Emily.

Randall muttered, "Oh no."

He opened the car door to get out, but Vera stopped him. "Hold on!"

Molly was agitated, and the heat made her even more so.

In the scorching parking lot, she stood in the way of Jeffrey and Emily.

She glanced at Emily's belly and then looked at Jeffrey, slowly speaking, "Do you remember me?"

Emily asked, "Have I seen you before?"

Jeffrey knew that Emily remembered that he had secretly peeped on Molly in the hospital earlier.

His look at Molly was off.

Concerned that Emily could spoil things or learn something she shouldn't, he said, "Go to the hospital first, I'll be there soon."

Emily looked at Jeffrey, then at Molly, confused, and walked into the hospital alone.

Meanwhile, back in the car, Randall could feel his sweat dripping onto his phone screen, his heart racing as he watched Jeffrey face off with Molly.

Vera noticed where Jeffrey was positioned. If she went in through the main entrance of the hospital lobby, Jeffrey would definitely see her. She had to go around. Vera asked Randall, "Where's the side entrance?"

Randall replied, "I don't know."

"You don't know? How did you go to the restroom earlier?" She hadn't seen him enter through the main entrance. Randall was lost for words.

"You didn't go to the restroom! You went to inform Patrick and Sebastian!"" Vera guessed immediately from his silence. Patrick hadn't called her once, indicating that he already knew her whereabouts.

Randall said frankly, "If I could fight half as well as you, I wouldn't tell them."