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.

had no relatives; Randall was their

and began to think about the places Dylan and Joe might go,

he circled a suspicious location:

many skills, but they sure knew how to fake

show and call Cindy, asking

it weren't for the machines indicating that Dylan and Joe

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

he crisscrossed the city, checking out every hospital

he couldn't find

engrossed, asked,

might not know their own names." Molly and Vera were puzzled. "Why wouldn't they know their

shrugged. "Because they're

"What?"

and Joe

and Vera

"Are they really crazy

seem genuinely

listening from the living room,

up, pride all over

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

a schoolgirl reserving a seat

stood up and moved her chair closer to Patrick, and their chairs were pressed together

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

and see what happens! Maybe I've just forgotten to hit

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

pulling Vera into his lap.