The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 402 The Kind-hearted Molly

Vera rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought. "With gambling under tight watch, dens wouldn't hide anyone. Clubs are out since they'd be broke. Hospitals might work-they could get admitted first, pay later, and have food and a place

to sleep."

Randall got excited. "Exactly! I checked surveillance for two days but found nothing."

He followed the footage to a container yard, searched alleys with the police all night, but came up empty.

He then explored nearby towns. "Even the village dogs stopped barking at me."

Vera and Molly laughed. "Why?"

Randall grinned. "I went so often, the dogs thought I was a local."

Their laughter filled the room as Patrick came home, his worries melting away at the sound.

Shawn also heard the laughter and smiled. Seeing Patrick, he pointed to the backyard. "Go ahead, Vera. Molly and Randall are chatting."

Patrick headed to the backyard.

"And then?" Vera asked eagerly.

Randall said, "I didn't find Dylan and Joe, but I made friends with two dogs."

He realized they had been outsmarted.

It seemed that Dennis had anticipated they would only rely on surveillance footage.

and Joe had no relatives; Randall

began to think about

a suspicious location: the

might not have had many skills, but they sure knew how to fake an

short on cash, they'd put on a show and call Cindy, asking her to bring money to the hospital for their

that Dylan and Joe were perfectly fine, the doctors would have been completely

Silvershore City for several days now, but he hadn't made any progress. He felt embarrassed to call

mindset of just trying his luck, he crisscrossed

despite his efforts, he couldn't find any

engrossed, asked, "And

the people there might not know their own names." Molly and Vera

shrugged. "Because

"What?"

"I found Dylan and Joe in

Vera were

really crazy or

seem

living room,

up, pride all over his

up a chair. Vera quickly patted the spot next to her.

actions resembled those of a schoolgirl reserving a seat and inviting someone close to

Vera stood up and moved her chair closer to Patrick,

Vera knew no bounds. He cherished her open, blatant dependence on him. He adored this side of her, felt utterly defenseless against her, and wished he could keep her close, carrying her wherever he went. Randall, back after days away, couldn't keep

glared at Randall. "Say that one more time and see what happens! Maybe I've just forgotten to hit you

up a big apple and threw it at him. "Does it bother you when I cling to my husband? Are you jealous? We're in love, and you don't even have a wife. Typical jealousy.

pulling Vera into his lap.