The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 112 The Ruthless Patrick

Randall pointed excitedly outside the window, as if that were where Vera was going. "Have you seen the vendors on Snack Street, who even bring receipts? Besides, you forgot, you sneaked out to eat without telling Uncle Patrick! Do you dare

to ask him for reimbursement?"

Vera was speechless.

Mia laughed heartily. "Vera, you're going to lose money."

Randall felt clever and decided not to go.

So, after school, they walked in three different directions.

Vera, with her backpack, skipped out from the west gate. She saw a neatly dressed old man standing outside, with white hair at the tips but full of vitality.

With his hands behind his back, he admired the scenery outside Evergreen University.

Many students passed by him, all looking spirited and lively. Shawn nodded in satisfaction. "These are Vera's classmates, looking good and handsome." "Shawn, why are you standing outside? It's hot, come in quickly." Vera opened the car door, dragged Shawn's arm, and led him into the business car.

Then she took off her backpack, placed it in the car, and got in herself. "Randall is too stingy to spend money; he's not coming."

As expected, Shawn scolded Randall several times. "Stingy, I give him hundreds of thousands of pocket money every month, but he won't even spend a few for me. Vera, go back and tell Patrick not to give him pocket money anymore, teach him a lesson."

"Alright, I'll take care of it as soon as I get back."

Little did the people in the car know that a mobile phone camera had just passed by them.

Vera had promised Shawn earlier to take him to the snack street near the school.

When Shawn was in the hospital, Vera promised him to make him happy.

The weather was sunny and pleasant that day, perfect for going out.

So she and Shawn made a plan, and Shawn was excited to visit the place Vera mentioned. They left quietly.

A taxi followed them from behind.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Vera pointed to the slightly run-down shops around and introduced them to Shawn, saying, "Don't judge by their appearance; this is the delicious place approved by generations of Evergreen University students."

Shawn looked around and was quite satisfied with the old-fashioned feel of the place.

"It feels like Zandonick forty years ago, I like it, it's like going back in time for a moment."

Shawn, with his hands behind his back, seemed like an important leader inspecting and experiencing the life of ordinary people. However, he was surprisingly pleased with the surrounding dilapidation. "Vera, which restaurant should we go to?" Shawn asked.

Vera pointed to a place called Fish and Chips in the middle of the street. "Shawn, I highly recommend that one."

Shawn happily followed Vera out to eat.

Their photos were taken by a person again.

While they were enjoying their meal, Vera's phone rang.

She saw the caller ID and panicked.

"Vera, who is it?" Shawn glanced at her phone screen curiously. "Who's the Big Tiger?"

Vera quickly took off her disposable gloves, took a sip of water, cleared her throat, adjusted her voice back to normal, then slid to answer the call, whispering, "Hello."

Shawn watched Vera's pleasing tone and was very curious about who it was!

Just as he was about to ask, Vera immediately exclaimed, "Darling, what's up?" Big Tiger was Patrick?

Shawn was puzzled, his son was the Big Tiger?

The nickname was quite strange.

However, he wisely refrained from interfering. After all, what he and Vera were doing was a secret from Patrick.

Patrick, on the phone, was in a good mood, softly inquired, "What are you doing?"

"I'm in class."

Patrick responded unexpectedly, then asked, "Why is it so noisy around you?"

Vera immediately hid under the table and replied, "That's because we're discussing in class, so it's a bit messy. Where are you?"

"At the office."

"OK." Vera felt relieved.

A waiter nearby saw Vera crouching on the ground and thought she was picking up a fork, so he approached. Shawn immediately stood up in alarm, stopped the waiter, and made a gesture to tell him not to speak. The waiter was puzzled.

Shawn whispered, "On a call."

The waiter nodded, made a gesture to show that he had understood!

Their strange actions in the restaurant attracted the attention of other students around, who were all puzzled about what they were doing.

Patrick asked, "What time do you finish school?"

"It depends on when the teacher finishes. Darling, I won't talk to you anymore, the teacher is about to start the lesson, goodbye, give you a kiss."

She kissed the phone before quickly hanging up.

Vera stood up from under the table, took a deep breath. "That scared me."

"How did it go? He didn't replace out, did he?" Shawn asked curiously.

Vera shook her head. "Don't worry; I'm a great actress; he won't replace out."

Vera was meticulous in her actions. Although she knew Patrick was working late at the office, she still wanted to remind Randall. "Don't let Randall come home early, or we'll be exposed."

She and Randall were in the same class, so why was Randall able to go home early while she was still in school?

It was clear that it was a lie.

So she called Randall.

In a nearby Guster car, two handsome men sat, looking at a shop on the snack street.

More precisely, they were looking at a particular person in that shop.

The man in the driver's seat was none other than Patrick, often seen on the financial channel and a common figure in business school textbooks.

Beside him sat a young man with a backpack, asking, "Uncle Patrick, aren't you going to catch my aunt and my grandpa?"

Patrick recalled Vera's "kiss" before hanging up, and he had lost his temper long ago.

Patrick shook his head, still looking at the Vera inside the shop, and said, "That's not your aunt, your aunt is in class."

Randall was shocked; Patrick was acting out of character!

He clearly knew Vera was lying, but he didn't admit it. His gaze was drawn to Vera, who was sitting inside.

Randall thought to himself, 'Married people are all fools!'

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Seeing the caller ID, he said, "Uncle Patrick, your wife who's in class is calling me."

"Put it on speaker, answer." Patrick, who had been engrossed in observing Vera, finally reacted and turned to look at Randall's phone.

Randall answered, "Hello, what's up?"

"Randall, you absolutely can't come home now, replace a place to have coffee, eat fried chicken, anything." Vera spoke quickly, "Patrick is working late at the office. If he gets home before me and replaces you at home, but I'm not there, he'll get suspicious."