The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 105 Leave the Light On

The nickname was too easy to misunderstand.

Warren smiled awkwardly.

Young people have such unique nicknames.

Vera packed her bag at home, placed it on the sofa, and went to bed to sleep.

She was unaccustomed to sleeping alone, rolling in the bed several times before finally closing her eyes.

Randall also returned home because of the courses tomorrow.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, as Randall was getting ready for bed, he suddenly received a call from Patrick.

"Randall, are you at home or at the hospital?"

"I'm home, Uncle Patrick."

Patrick replied, "Come pick me up at the Cloudwing Hotel if you are available. I've had a few drinks tonight and can't drive."

Randall was surprised. He hadn't graduated yet, and Patrick had never let him meet business partners of the Olteran Group.

This was the first time he had actively asked him to come. If he went, it was very likely that everyone would know who he was. "Uncle Patrick, are you sure you want me to come?" "Come over. Room 503."

Patrick hung up, leaving Randall puzzled about his intentions.

He left the house, got into his car in the garage at the Olteran Manor, and headed toward the bustling city center, eventually stopping at the entrance of the Cloudwing Hotel.

In the past, Patrick would always have a driver with him for social events.

However, Jack was not available today, and Sophia was a woman, so Patrick had asked Randall to come, allowing him to make an appearance in front of everyone and gradually introduce him to the business partners of the Olteran family. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Patrick said.

Randall entered, seeing at least a dozen people in the room, all looking at him as he walked in.

"Uncle Patrick.."

gesturing for Randall to

at the many businessmen in the room as he walked over to

to address Warren was something he couldn't change, and Randall had gotten used to

to introduce everyone, "This

bears some resemblance to Mr.

"How old is Randall?"

Olteran, your nephew seems to have

made

should head home now. If you're late, the wives at home will lock the

everyone understood it was time

the back, leading him

back later. You've been drinking, and the driver isn't

Randall drove away from the front of the Cloudwing

they left, the people behind them all had different thoughts. They didn't understand why Patrick suddenly wanted his nephew to appear, not

partners before. Why did you have me come today?" He wondered why

the family business. From today, you'll accompany me to social events during holidays to learn and gain experience." Warren agreed. "It's good to start learning

remained silent, focusing on

Warren

you find it strange

seemed unplanned to invite Warren, and the invitation came ten minutes later than

when it came to business matters. He slowly uttered, "Internal

who invited them to dinner today was Ethan Harrison from the Harrison Group, aiming to

intent on humiliating Ethan, the chairman of the Harrison

had already sent someone to investigate the Harrison

the Olteran Group can be extended. If Mr. Harrison can convince me to continue working with the Harrison Group, it means that the Olteran Group recognizes Mr. Harrison's abilities, and he can secure his position as the head of the Harrison Group. Faced with his presence, his opponents will naturally come up with tricks to sabotage this cooperation. So they

today, chatting and laughing as if they were all close friends,

efficiency and his deep understanding of

he had grasped

emotions. "Will

for a moment. "I'll

know? Consulting her

to her