novelxo Chapter 242 Randall Detained
Foreign Land.
Vera got up, and Patrick was already gone.
Vera had already been vaccinated, so she started packing her luggage to hurry home.
Last night, Patrick received a call, and Vera found out that something had happened to Randall at home.
There were no flights last night, so they could only leave at noon today.
Patrick went to work, and Vera packed their belongings at the hotel.
At 10 AM, Patrick returned and found that Vera had already packed the luggage.
"Vera?"
"Honey, I'm in the bathroom."
Patrick pushed open the bathroom door and saw Vera blow-drying her hair.
He asked, "Have you finished packing?"
Vera said, "Yes, did you book the tickets?"
Patrick took out their documents and said, "The car is waiting downstairs. Once your hair is dry, we can leave."
Vera put down the hairdryer, casually smoothed her hair, and followed Patrick out of the hotel.
On the way back, Vera asked worriedly, "Honey, Randall wasn't beaten, was he? He's smart but not good with his fists. If he got into a fight, he wouldn't stand a chance." Patrick said, "No, he was just detained."
Last night, Patrick was planning to take Vera on a nearby trip when he suddenly received a call from Randall.
"Is this Mr. Olteran? Someone claiming to be your nephew is causing trouble in my store. I wanted to check if he's an imposter."
Patrick asked, "Who are you?"
"So you are Mr. Olteran. I won't take up your valuable time. Since he has your number, he must be your nephew. Mr. Olteran, could you come to my store to pick him up?" Patrick turned and walked to the window.
Vera, who was looking for travel destinations on her phone, sensed something was wrong.
She put down her phone and looked at Patrick's back.
Patrick said, "I don't remember small fry. I need to know who has the guts to detain my nephew."
"Mr. Olteran, our boss is an old acquaintance of yours, Mr. Tooker. You know him, right?"
Patrick sneered. "Since when did I have an acquaintance named Tooker? Some people just shamelessly claim to be familiar after a few words."
On the other end, Glen was furious upon hearing this.
"Mr. Olteran, since you're not familiar with our boss, we won't be polite to Randall either."
Patrick laughed lightly. "I'd like to see how you plan to be impolite to my nephew."
He hung up.
Glen clenched his fist and pounded the table. "Patrick is so disrespectful. I saved him back then, and he should repay me for a lifetime. But the Olteran family has no conscience; they only helped me for a decade before distancing themselves from the Tooker Group. Now, his words are full of thorns."
The man smoking in the shadows on the sofa remained silent. The person who had called placed Randall's phone on the table. He had a leaf tattoo on his wrist, which was quite noticeable.
"Boss, Sebastian has shut down the Black Heart Coffee Shop. Randall was seen there before the closure."
The man, referred to as the boss, asked, "What about Gerald?"
"Sebastian is investigating Mr. Kelly and the Black Heart Coffee Shop but hasn't found anything yet."
He took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke. "Sebastian Chase, Timothy Chase's son, another young and righteous lad."
Speaking of Sebastian and Timothy, Glen suddenly remembered something important. "Boss, Molly isn't dead."
That night, Vera learned that Randall was investigating the Tooker family for Patrick and had been detained by them. She hurriedly started packing. "Patrick, you book the tickets, and I'll pack." Patrick said, "There are no flights tonight; we'll have to wait until tomorrow."
Vera wanted Vincent to bring Randall back, but Patrick stopped her from acting impulsively. "This is a business matter. If it involves Vincent, it will be used against us. They're waiting for me to return. Randall will be fine until I show up." Vera asked Patrick, "What did you have Randall investigate?"
"To find out who the Tooker Group is colluding with. Fifteen years ago, Molly and I were kidnapped. The kidnappers were caught and died of sudden illness in prison within half a year. His family was very poor, but after his death, they received donations from 'kind-hearted people,' making their lives suddenly prosperous."
"After Molly was found, I investigated the kidnappers. He had cancer, and it was terminal. Since I had seen his face, I identified him directly when the police caught him without further investigation."
"Fifteen years ago, the Olteran family was searching for Molly and me extensively. When I woke up, the Tooker family was by my side. And it was the Tooker family who found 'Molly's' body. Don't you think it's too coincidental?"
Vera frowned. "So you suspect that the Tooker family was involved in your kidnapping, but you don't believe they had the capability. You think they were being used and had a mastermind behind them. You want to find out the Tooker family's connections through their investment companies to identify the mastermind?"
"Vera, you're getting smarter." Patrick was pleased.
Vera said, "Then why didn't you ask me to investigate? Randall is clueless. Sending him is like sending him to get beaten."
Patrick said, "You're a girl."
Vera said, "Patrick, you shouldn't have sent Randall for such dangerous tasks. He can't fight better than me, and he can't argue better than Molly. Either of us is better than Randall." Patrick said, "I kind of want those people to beat Randall up so he can grow."
Vera said, "You're such a good uncle."
At home, Patrick's occasional violence towards Randall was nothing. If those people could beat Randall up and make him aware of the danger in society, Patrick thought it would be a form of education.
"If you ever try to educate our son like that, don't blame me for taking him and divorcing you." Vera, not yet a mother, was already thinking about their future son.
Patrick said realistically, "Do you think our son would be as incapable as Randall?"
Vera fell silent, thinking Patrick made a good point.
However, Randall's situation still weighed on Vera's mind.
The plane landed at Zandonick Airport. Vera and Patrick walked out of the airport. Patrick planned to send Vera home first, but she got into the passenger seat. "I'm going to the Tooker family to see how powerful Mr. Tooker is to detain my nephew."
Patrick let Vera sit in the passenger seat.
They arrived at the Tooker family's living room.
Randall's phone was on the table. Vera picked it up and handed it to Patrick. Patrick signaled her to put the phone back. "Let them return it to us properly later."
Vera put the phone down.
Vera sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, showing no awareness of being a guest. From a distance, it looked like Patrick had brought an assistant to confront the Tooker family. However, Patrick's assistant was just his tough wife.