The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 68 You Owe Me Ice Cream

Vera looked up and down at the six-foot-tall Randall. Was he going to learn Latin dance?

She couldn't help but laugh. "Why would you go learn Latin dance?"

Randall pointed at her. "You're still laughing. If it weren't for you, would I have to do this?"

Vera innocently asked, "What does it have to do with me?"

Randall dragged her away, leaving the living room and heading to the lawn outside, where he then recounted what happened yesterday. "Tell Uncle Patrick that I'm your ex-boyfriend," Randall said.

Vera replied, "I must be blind to have considered you as an ex-boyfriend. Who would believe that?"

"It's true. Uncle Patrick said that to me, and then I admitted that we had a relationship," Randall explained.

After thinking about yesterday's events, Vera shook her head and even swore, "I swear if I said such a thing, I'll be your lackey for life."

"Damn, you dare make such a vow. So what did you say to Uncle Patrick yesterday?" Randall inquired.

Vera recalled, saying, "Yesterday he asked about our relationship, and I promised you, so of course I wouldn't say you used to be my lackey. I told him about my relationship with Mia, like watching movies, having coffee, shopping, etc., and then Patrick gave me five minutes to fix my clothes, and that was it."

"Gone?" Randall questioned.

"Yeah, gone. And then on our way back home, we didn't say a word," Vera confirmed.

Randall, puzzled, scratched his head. "Yeah, that does sound straightforward."

Vera nodded. "Exactly, it sounds totally fine, but why did Patrick suddenly say that to you?"

After a moment, Randall suddenly realized. "I get it; Uncle Patrick deliberately deceived me. He thinks we're having an affair, that I'm your lover."

"Don't disgust me; only a blind person would fall for you."

"I also think my eyesight is fine; how could I fall for you? What was he thinking?" Randall pondered.

Once they identified the crux of the matter, the lie was exposed in an instant.

said, "Considering I've served you for ten years, help me explain the misunderstanding to Uncle Patrick and spare me from learning Latin dance." Vera, with a mischievous

forcibly took Randall to

feeling bored, so she followed to

classroom with 20 students, 19 were

"Ah, my back, it's broken, my bones

can't guess what

he always your lackey?]

he's a typical heir of

nephew now?] Mia sat up

sent an emoji and said, [Yes, I've jumped from being his

in the dance class is Randall. Patrick

Mia was extremely puzzled.

the Olteran family? She was

sweating in pain, while outside, Vera was laughing heartily; their roles completely

the afternoon, Patrick returned home

Olteran family, a pair of people sat side by side, which seemed ironic

the sun, each holding an

Vera, "I treated you to ice cream; you have to help me make it happen." Vera asked, "What if he doesn't listen

likes now, use a little charm, and Uncle Patrick will listen

her mouth, Vera replied, "Patrick likes me? That's the biggest

isn't interested in you,

he might have been threatened by my

confidently stated, "No one in

ice cream. "I promise to help you, but I can't guarantee

sat down, reaching

front of them, still emanating heat from the engine, and as

the car,

two doing sitting

for you

"Keeping her company while waiting for you

glaring at her. ;"Throw away the ice

at the half-eaten ice cream in her hand, Vera took another bite. "No."

their conversation, and that ice cream was

the ice cream became a casualty, Vera was angry, and Randall was