The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 528 Randall Checks Susan's Sleeve

Randall watched Susan munching away in the car, her cheeks all puffed out with a half-eaten sandwich in hand. She shot him a nervous glance and mumbled, "Randall, sorry, I didn't mean to." Randall just shrugged, "No rush, don't choke on it."

Vera gave Susan a friendly pat on the shoulder, "Susan, I'm all set for your wedding."

Susan stayed quiet.

Randall brushed Vera's hand off and said, "We're outta here."

He slipped on the sunglasses Vera had given him, hopped in the car, and they took off.

On the road, Susan opened up another sandwich for Randall. She tried to feed him, but he just steered with one hand and ate with the other.

About half an hour before the exam, Molly was chilling on a bench at the entrance, munching on a sandwich, waiting for Randall to drop Susan off.

Soon enough, Randall showed up.

He handed Molly a crumpled piece of paper and plopped down next to her.

"What's this?" Molly asked, unfolding it to find notes.

Randall explained, "You haven't studied much these past six months, and I'm worried you might fail. Better to have something than nothing. Focus on the big questions, and I'll slip you the answers for the rest." Molly grinned, "As expected, there's no good man in the world except Randall!"

Randall's eye twitched, "Isn't Sebastian good, too?"

"Don't even mention him," Molly grumbled, taking another bite of her sandwich. At the Chase family house.

After dropping Molly off, Sebastian headed back solo to find Ellie and Timothy.

Abby was with the cops for questioning, Zoey and Max were at the gym, Timothy was at work, leaving just Ellie and Sebastian in the living room.

Sebastian told Ellie, "Molly cares most about your opinion. If you give the nod, she won't feel any pressure."

Ellie replied, "That's exactly why my approval would pressure her. Sebastian, if you want to marry Molly, let her come back and tell me herself. Otherwise, you're just pushing her."

Sebastian went quiet, then admitted, "You're right, I've been pushing her these past few days. Mom, would you be cool if Molly married someone else? Didn't Dad's relatives give you enough grief after you married him?"

Ellie's eyes flickered, but she stood firm, "That's different. Even though Timothy's relatives aren't great, Timothy treats me well, and Zoey and Max treat me like family. I'm happy."

Talking to Ellie drained Sebastian, and since she knew his weak spots, he couldn't sway her this time.

Sebastian checked the time; Molly's exam should be wrapping up. After saying goodbye to Ellie, he drove to the school to pick her up.

After the exam, Molly, Randall, and Susan stood in a triangle. Molly pulled a cheat sheet from her sleeve and compared answers with Randall. "Did I get this right? I remember reviewing it last night. The proctor was strict today, so I didn't take it out."

Randall did some quick math and said, "Don't sweat it, you'll pass."

Molly was still kinda bummed, "I wanted to go for a scholarship next year, but forget it, probably not happening now."

Susan's cheat sheet slipped out of her sleeve, and Randall's eyes widened when he saw it.

Before Susan could grab it, Randall snatched it up. "Susan, hands up."

Susan bit her lip and put her hands behind her back, "Randall, I didn't cheat. I just bought it for peace of mind."

Randall grabbed her arm from behind and reached into her sleeve.

Susan's sleeve was loose enough for Randall's hand to fit.

"Randall, you're pushing my sweater up," Susan muttered as she felt her sweater ride up and Randall's hand squeezing her arm.

After a bit, Randall pulled out a handful of cheat sheets.

"I've been helping you study for ages, and you're still not confident?" Randall asked.

Susan stayed quiet, but Molly jumped in, "Why are you being so tough? Remember how freaked out you were about failing and retaking classes in your freshman year? Susan's a freshman, and you know how the advisors scare them. Moreover, she didn't cheat. If Susan says she didn't cheat, she didn't. She wouldn't lie, especially to you."

Randall looked innocent, "I wasn't being tough. Haven't I been good to her?"

Molly turned to Susan, "Do you think he was harsh?"

Susan glanced at Randall, feeling a bit scared. "Molly, Sebastian's here to pick you up," she smartly changed the subject.

Sure enough, Sebastian showed up. "What are you guys talking about?"

Randall reached out, and Susan willingly offered her wrist. Randall pulled her behind him, "Sebastian, Susan and I are outta here. The next exam's at two tomorrow afternoon, make sure Molly doesn't miss it."

Sebastian nodded and looked at Molly, who was ignoring him, "Get in the car. I'll take you back to the hotel to study. I need to hit the police station. Abby got taken in this morning, and I need to see what's up." Back at the hotel, Sebastian sat on the couch, looking troubled, like he had a major headache.

Molly noticed, glanced at him, didn't ask, and kept on reviewing.

In the afternoon, Sebastian went to the station.

Ernest was fuming, "What's wrong?" Sebastian asked as he walked up.

Ernest pointed outside, like Abby was there, "She was stubborn and didn't admit anything. We asked her where the lithium batteries came from, and she said she didn't know what theywere. Isn't that ridiculous? Her dad, Miles, stole car batteries back in the day, caused a fire, and got arrested. How could Abby not know what lithium batteries are?"

Sebastian picked up a cigarette from Ernest's desk, lit it, and said, "If she admits it, she's looking at a sentence. If it were me, I wouldn't admit it either. You guys just don't have enough evidence and need her to confess."

Ernest angrily sat in his chair, glaring at his colleague who had suddenly shown up. "Didn't you say you weren't in a position to know about the case? Why are you here now?"

Sebastian casually placed the lighter on the desk, took a drag, and said, "I was overconfident yesterday."