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.

Joe had no relatives; Randall was their

about the places Dylan and Joe

circled a suspicious

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

show and call Cindy, asking her to bring money to the hospital

that Dylan and Joe were perfectly fine,

for several days now, but

a mindset of just trying his luck, he crisscrossed the city, checking out every hospital in

efforts, he couldn't find any

engrossed, asked,

but one place doesn't because the people there might not know their own names." Molly and Vera were puzzled. "Why wouldn't they

"Because they're

"What?"

and Joe

and Vera

"Are they really crazy

"They seem genuinely crazy to

listening from the living room, walked to the backyard. "Nice

over his

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

a seat and inviting someone close to sit beside

stood up and moved her chair closer to Patrick, and their chairs were pressed together with no

against her, and wished he could keep her close, carrying her wherever he went. Randall, back after days away, couldn't keep quiet. "Can you be a bit more reserved? Clinging to

one more time and see what happens! Maybe I've

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. You think

chuckled, pulling Vera into his