The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride by Whispering Willow

Chapter 623 Discussion About the Couple

"But he still doesn't listen to me," Vera sighed, glancing at the sleeping Theodore.

Patrick shrugged, "Doesn't matter, just go for it."

They chatted for about ten minutes before Patrick hung up as he reached the hotel.

Vera looked at Theodore, who was blowing spit bubbles in his sleep, and whispered, "He's my baby, so adorable.

| just can't do it."

After hanging up with Vera, Patrick kept a smile plastered on his face. But as soon as he stepped into the

elevator, his smile vanished. "How's the address search going?"

"Mr. Olteran, we'll have the location by tomorrow," a subordinate replied.

Patrick nodded, "Also, set up a meeting with Cole for me."

The next evening, the head of the overseas division showed up at the hotel to see Patrick. "Mr. Olteran, we've

found Emma's address, but no one's home. Plus, the Rossi family is looking for her too."

If Cole could send Wesley abroad to find Jeffrey, he could definitely send people to look for Emma as well. The

longer it took, the more anxious he got.

Cole might even start thinking that the crying kid that day wasn't Patrick's son at all, just srandom kid

Jeffrey used to trick him.

Patrick waited for the division head all day, believing there should be more news. The division head added, "We

followed the trail and found Emma hiding in a rural area. The Rossi family hasn't found her yet. Should we go

now, Mr. Olteran?" Emma knew she'd be tracked, so she took Aleah and headed straight to the countryside

without going home.

Even in the countryside, she was on edge.

The drive to the countryside took two and a half hours, and there wasn't a soul in sight. To avoid the Rossi family,

she had no other choice.

Aleah kept crying, making Emma want to ditch her, thinking she could find someone to replace her in eighteen

years. But the contract said someone would check on Aleah's health every year. If she broke the contract, Emma

would lose the money.

Since Aleah wasn't her own kid, Emma didn't feel any affection. "I'll strangle you if you cry again." Her dad went

to prison because of Dennis, so Emma had no kindness for Dennis or Aleah. Aleah's cries grew weaker, sounding

like a sickly child.

Emma kept trying to contact Jeffrey, but she couldn't get through. Her only contact in the country had been cut

off, and she had no news of Jeffrey. Now, she wanted to negotiate with Jeffrey but couldn't reach him.

On the way to the countryside, there were almost no vehicles. As dusk fell, the sparsely populated area became

even more eerie and desolate with the rising mist.

There were no obstructions on either side of the road. Several black cars drove in a line towards their

destination.

Patrick sat in the second car, the rear window open. He strained to look into the distance. The desolate

environment would evoke different feelings in different people. "Are you monitoring Cole?" "Yes, everything is

under surveillance," a subordinate replied.

They had set out at dusk and drove for over two hours. By the tthey arrived, it was already dark.

There was only one house here, with lights on.

Inside the room, the baby's cries were intermittent, mixed with a woman's angry curses. Emma raised her hand

and hit Aleah. "Damn it, shut up!"

After cursing, Emma suddenly heard the sound of a car engine stopping outside. She immediately becalert

and went to the window to look. Seeing four black cars, she nervously stepped back.

Could it be the Rossi family who found her? She looked at Aleah on the bed, her heart racing, "It's all Jeffrey's

fault. Everyone wants to save their own life. Don't blme for handing you over. Your life has nothing to do

with me." At this point, Emma only sought to protect herself.

But the bodyguards getting out of the cars didn't look like the Rossi family. They looked more like...

Then the door of the second car opened, and Patrick's cold profile appeared in Emma's view. Emma's pupils

dilated in shock, filled with terror. It was Patrick!

How did he chere? How did he know her location? And why was he looking for her?

Emma's mind was filled with countless guesses.

Thinking about Jeffrey not returning her calls, she wondered if he had been caught by the Olteran family and had

given her up.

Emma's hands and feet turned cold with fear as a group of people approached.

The door was already blocked, and there was no back door for her to escape.

The door was kicked open, and two people entered, looking at the panicked Emma and then at Aleah on the bed.

"What do you want?" Emma asked nervously.

Soon, a cold man dressed in dark clothes entered the room, it was the Patrick that Emma had loved for over a

decade. Patrick's demeanor had changed; he exuded an icy coldness, and his eyes were filled with a chilling

indifference.

"Patrick, why are you here?" Emma retreated to the bed, beside the weakly crying Aleah, who was about to fall

asleep.

Emma had changed. It had been more than a year since their last met. Patrick's feelings for her had shifted from

mere dislike to utter detestation. Losing the Tooker Group's support and the luxurious life had made Emma bitter

and harsh. "Are you hiding fromor the Rossi family?" Patrick's lips curled into a cold smile.

Emma instinctively stepped back in fear. How did he know?

Patrick's gaze shifted to the baby beside her, his eyes growing colder, "So Jeffrey handed the child over to you."

At this point, Emma realized that Patrick knew everything. Jeffrey's unreachability meant he had been caught by

the Olteran family.

"Jeffrey is already dead," Patrick added.

Emma looked at Patrick's face in shock. She felt as if she were in an ice cellar, her whole body cold with fear.

"Patrick, it has nothing to do with me. You know I love you. | would never do anything to hurt you." Emma cried in

front of Patrick, trying to evoke his pity.

Patrick's eyes were filled with disgust and revulsion.

Emma quickly grabbed the almost asleep Aleah and handed her to Patrick. "Patrick, she's Dennis's child. You

want revenge, right? Kill her and spare me, okay? This has nothing to do with me. It was all Jeffrey's doing."

Aleah was startled awake by Emma's rough handling and began to cry again.

It was the first tPatrick had seen a baby in such a close distance except for Theodore. He had thought all the

children were like his son, chubby and delicate, crying and making people love them. This child, who was

probably only a few weeks older than Theodore, was very thin and looked malnourished.

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