The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride
Chapter 606 Suspecting Randall of Wrongdoing

Vera was pretty uneasy about the cheap, rough clothes and their hygiene. She was worried that the clothes babies changed into were often just tossed onto the carpet.

She thought, 'What if Theodore gets a rash or some kind of skin issue after wearing these clothes for the photoshoot? If Theodore starts crying, it will break everyone's heart in the family.'

Luckily, Vera felt the clothes and realized they were super soft, made of pure cotton, and really well-made. She also checked out the laundry area, which was clean enough to ease her worries. Vera put the clothes down and started asking about the price.

Susan watched Vera with admiration, realizing how much a mom has to worry about. "Vera, when I have a baby, I want to learn from you," Susan suddenly said.

Vera was confused. "What's there to learn from me? It's my first time being a mom, I'm just figuring it out with Theodore."

Around 6:30 PM, Patrick was wrapping up his work and called Vera. "Vera, how's the photo studio? Where are you now? I'll come pick you up," Patrick asked.

Vera told him the location, "You should come over and check it out too. Susan and I are waiting for you."

After that, as she was about to sign the contract, Vera told the manager, "My husband will be here soon, he can sign it too."

The manager was shocked, blinking in surprise. "Mr. Olteran is coming?"

Vera nodded and then dropped another bombshell, "On the day of the shoot, unless something unexpected happens, he'll be here all day."

The manager realized her mistake and said, "I need to have a good talk with the photographer then. With Mr. Olteran around, I'm afraid the photographer might get too nervous." Twenty minutes later, Patrick walked into the store. "Vera."

Vera stood up and sweetly called out, "Honey, I'm here. Come over."

The manager stood up nervously. "Mr. Olteran, I didn't expect you to come to our store personally. Shall I give you a full tour?" Patrick replied, "No need, my wife can handle this on her own."

But Vera wanted to take Patrick to have a look around. They went to the studio and saw a baby being photographed inside.

Patrick put his hands in his pockets, and Vera linked her arm through his. "Honey, look, this baby can't roll over just like our son."

Patrick looked at the baby being photographed and asked the manager, "My son is chubby. Will wrapping him in cloth like this hurt him? Like, cause breathing difficulties or squeeze his flesh?"

The manager immediately reassured him, "Don't worry, Mr. Olteran. It won't. Our staff will wrap the baby according to the situation. What you're worried about won't happen."

Vera shook Patrick's arm and corrected him, "Honey, our son isn't that chubby, he's just adorably plump." Patrick looked down at Vera beside him and smiled indulgently.

That day, Patrick briefly reviewed the contract, added a confidentiality agreement, and signed his name. Vera held onto Patrick's arm, watching him sign, her eyes full of affection.

Susan followed Patrick to the Linister Villa to pick up Theodore, and then they returned to the Cherry Villa. The whole way, Susan held Theodore. She realized something and said, 'As long as Randall is around, I don't get a chance to hold the baby.'

"Why didn't Randall pick you up from school today?" Patrick asked Susan.

Susan looked at Patrick in confusion, not understanding why he was unaware. "I told Randall I was going to the photo studio with Vera today, so he should pick me up later." Susan covered for Randall.

Patrick and Vera didn't think much of it and believed her. Only Susan, looking down at Theodore in her arms, wondered what was really going on.

At eight, Randall called Susan, "Susan, are you still at the Cherry Villa?"

"Yeah," Susan replied.

Streetlights lit up as private cars zoomed past Randall. Even the taxis were all taken. Eight o'clock was just the start of the city's bustling night. There weren't many empty cabs around. Randall was still trying to hail a cab by the roadside, holding his phone with one hand. "I just finished. I'll come pick you up soon."

"Okay, I'll wait for you," Susan said.

Randall ended up being half an hour late picking up Susan. By the time he arrived, Vera had already changed into her comfy home clothes.

"What took you so long to pick up Susan today?" Vera asked, holding Theodore.

Randall stepped forward, ready to take Theodore. Vera immediately moved away. "I'm warning you, Theodore is sleeping now. If you wake him up, you're in big trouble tonight!"

Susan quickly held down Randall's hand, not letting him get close to Theodore. Randall looked at them, feeling a bit defensive. "Fine, I won't hold him. I'll just take a look."

Randall stepped forward and looked at Theodore in his thin onesie. "Did you miss me?" He instinctively reached out to pinch Theodore's cheek, but Susan immediately grabbed Randall's hands, not letting him touch the baby.

After hanging out at the Cherry Villa for a few more minutes, Randall and Susan left. The taxi didn't wait for them and drove off.

The Cherry Villa was in the suburbs, making it hard to get a cab. So, the two had to walk towards the city under the faint moonlight and cool streetlights.

Susan walked beside Randall, sometimes stepping on his shadow, sometimes walking on the curb. Randall held her hand, making sure she walked steadily on the curb. The childish game was a lot of fun for Susan because she was with Randall.

The night wind brought a chill. Susan's cheeks were cold, and she zipped her jacket all the way up. Seeing this, Randall said, "Come with me to the car show center tomorrow."

Susan immediately stopped, jumping off the curb, and tilted her head to look at Randall. "Did Patrick tell you to buy a car?"

Randall scoffed, "I can earn money myself."

After he said that, Susan didn't look at him with the admiration he expected. Instead, she pursed her lips and stayed silent for a while. He asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Susan looked down, pouting as she looked at Randall beside her. "Randall, you didn't work late tonight, right?"

Randall let go of Susan's hand and casually put his arm around her shoulder, one hand in his pocket, lazily replying, "I was supposed to work late, but then a friend's computer broke, so I went to fix it." Susan immediately asked, "Did you fix it?"

"Of course, I never fail," Randall replied.

Susan pouted and bravely asked, "Randall, this 'fixing computers' isn't illegal, right?"

After Susan asked, Randall lifted his hand from her shoulder and tapped her head. "What are you thinking? I wouldn't break the law for tens of thousands of dollars just for a car."

Susan's soft voice carried a hint of grievance as she explained, "But you hid it from me, and then suddenly told me you would buy a car. It's hard not to suspect you did something bad."

Randall put his arm back around Susan's shoulder. "If I hadn't come to pick you up tonight, would you have thought I got arrested?"

Susan nodded silently. Randall tapped her head again. "Can you think better of me? It was just a company's system that got hacked. Their tech department couldn't handle it, so they asked me to give it a try."