The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 610 Theodore's Popularity

Patrick stepped out of the elevator with Theodore in his arms and spotted Randall spinning around in his chair. "Randall, come to my office."

"Sure thing," Randall replied, getting up to follow Patrick.

Theodore turned his head curiously to look at Randall. Randall walked over, scooped up the adorable Theodore, and held him, enjoying the baby's sweet scent.

Theodore kept making baby babbling sounds. Randall complained, "Patrick, your son wants to argue with me."

Patrick cut to the chase. "What's up with the car?"

Randall blinked. "I didn't use the money you gave me. I bought it myself."

Patrick's eyes narrowed. "How did you earn it?"

Randall swallowed nervously, still holding Theodore. "I bought futures."

"Show me which futures you bought," Patrick demanded.

Randall didn't respond or take out his phone. Patrick had already figured it out. He sat in his chair, glaring at Randall. "Do you plan to make money like this from now on just because you have a bit of skill?" Randall looked up, surprised that Patrick had caught on. Patrick wasn't impressed with Randall's capability; he was angry.

Randall's confidence faltered. "Only once."

Patrick's stern gaze made Randall avoid eye contact. Patrick's intimidating presence could even unsettle seasoned business people, let alone a young guy like Randall who hadn't truly entered the workforce. "Put the kid down. I'll give you half a day off. Go and clean up the mess," Patrick instructed.

self-rocking crib nearby but then remembered Theodore had been practicing

unsatisfied. He looked at the departing Randall with confused eyes and then looked up at

computer, and skillfully entered the Dark

discovered and tracked. Although he managed to shake them off, the Dark Web wouldn't let him off easily. Randall should have stayed

carefully, and now he indeed needed to clean up the mess. Randall

company and went to

lazily lying in the self-rocking crib, vigorously sucking on his hand and

the temperature of the formula on his wrist, then walked over and squatted down to pick up Theodore. He removed his hand

afternoon, he parked the car at the university entrance and

excitedly ran to the car. "Randall, this car is even

Susan's lap in the passenger seat.

scheduled an extra session in the evening. To save time for vacations, she

was in class, frequently checking her phone. By now, Patrick and Theodore had already come to pick her

podium was holding a microphone, explaining sleep-inducing formulas. There were only a few students listening in the back, and Vera was one of them. She texted Patrick: [Honey, I have a

in its usual spot, surrounded by students leisurely enjoying their college life. Theodore

Patrick texted back: [Okay,

three minutes later, she sent a photo. [Honey, is

[Check

had a thread titled: [Did Mr. Olteran pick up

a photo of his car. The historical replies were all pictures of his car or Vera

Vera was in class, he also checked other forums related

day of student registration, the whole family had shown up, and someone had posted a heartwarming photo of them on the forum: [Vera and