The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

After Molly fell asleep, Sebastian carried her upstairs to her bedroom.

The night was quiet.

When he laid her on the bed, Molly blinked awake. She saw Sebastian sitting by the bed, rubbed her eyes, and sleepily said, "Sebastian, you're back." He patted her shoulder, signaling her to continue sleeping.

But Molly was wide awake. After a bit, she sat up suddenly.

She was wearing a dark green camisole and matching shorts.

As she got up, she didn't notice her neckline was open, exposing a lot to Sebastian.

Awkward, Sebastian looked away.

Sebastian asked softly, "What couldn't you tell me over the phone? Why wait till I'm back?"

Molly said, "I saw Alan today."

Sebastian immediately looked at her again. He adjusted her clothes so he wouldn't feel guilty looking at her. "What happened?"

Molly told him everything, smiling. "When Timothy showed up, they were too scared to speak."

Sebastian chuckled. He didn't need to worry about Molly. Alan had no chance with her.

Sebastian said, "Molly, I have to go somewhere tomorrow, so I can't pick you up or drop you off at work."

Molly nodded. "Okay, good luck, Sebastian."

Then she leaned in to hug him.

In her thin nightwear, she hugged him, almost tempting him.

Sebastian held her, knowing he could easily take advantage of her.

At night, with desires stirring, he thought of Randall's question and Molly's words from the previous day.

He was a young man with desires. The affectionate Molly made him want to press her down, strip her clothes, and make love to her.

But her words, "Sebastian, you're hugging me too tight. My waist hurts," instantly calmed him.

Facing Molly, he struggled to suppress his urges.

He slowly released her waist and moved away.

Molly looked up into his eyes, blinking without saying a word.

Sebastian's heart raced.

The night breeze added a hint of romance to the room.

Sebastian swallowed hard. Just as he was about to lose control, she said, "Sebastian, don't move. Your eyelash is about to get into your eye. Let me get it." Sebastian was helpless.

Molly reached out, getting close to his face, and carefully pinched off the eyelash. She puckered her lips and blew a breath at his eye.

Sebastian instinctively closed his eyes, then opened them again.

"Molly, stop fooling around!"

"Sebastian, look." Molly giggled, showing him the eyelash on her fingertip.

Sebastian knew he couldn't stay in her room any longer.

He got up, eager to leave. "Go to sleep early. I'm leaving."

And with that, he immediately left.

Molly frowned and pouted. "Why are you running away when I just helped you with your eyelash?"

She lay down, thinking about her eye contact with Sebastian earlier. For a moment, she almost wanted to pounce on him.

Thinking of this, Molly shook her head. "Molly, what are you thinking? Even if you need a man, you can't have thoughts about your brother."

Molly covered herself with the blanket, talking to herself. "Go to sleep. Don't think about Sebastian. For real."

Suddenly, Molly remembered something.

She immediately threw off the blanket, looking shocked. "I forgot something!"

Vera was woken up by her phone ringing in her dream.

Seeing it was a call from Molly, her anger subsided a bit. She answered groggily, "Molly, if you're just disturbing my sleep for no reason, we're done for life." Molly said, "Vera, I know who Sebastian's competitor is."

After eavesdropping last night, she had planned to tell Vera, but it was too late, so she decided to tell her the next day.

Who knew that work at the company would drag her down all day, and in the evening, she had to accompany Ellie to a business dinner.

When she got home, she was so tired that she fell asleep on the couch, completely forgetting about Vera's task.

Vera was stunned, her sleepiness gone. "Who is it?"

Molly said, "Sebastian's competitor is Victor Hudson, and the person behind Victor is Jerry."

Vera sat up in bed. "Do they have any financial backers to support them?"

"No financial backers, but there's a company to support them, our old friend, the Tooker Group!"

Vera's eyes curved with a smile. "Then there's no problem."

After hanging up, Vera didn't want to move. She called Randall.

Randall questioned angrily, "Vera, are you crazy? Calling me in the middle of the night?"

Vera was taken aback. "Randall, did you just curse at me?"

Randall said, "What's wrong? Go ahead."

Vera felt that Randall had grown bold.

"Molly had found out the information. It's your turn now."

Randall uttered, "Without evidence, this is just slander."

Vera said, "Who said we don't have evidence? So many companies on the brink of bankruptcy, and we haven't seen Jerry personally raising funds. The Tooker Group can get Jerry to personally seek partners. Isn't that evidence enough?" After then, Vera happily hung up and went back to sleep.

The next day, two pieces of news from Zandonick put the local government on the trending list.

A topic that was originally ignored suddenly became a hot search due to a car accident, and even control and deletion of comments couldn't stop it from going viral.

Netizens gathered, demanding an explanation from the government, waiting for a response.

Far away overseas, Patrick saw the news on his phone and immediately called Vera, who was at home resting. "Did you go out?"

Vera answered, "No, I'm at home, taking care of your baby."

Patrick felt relieved. "What's with the car accident?"

Vera was also confused. She quickly distanced herself from it. "Honey, I just had Randall contact the media to anonymously report Victor, Jerry, and Glen's collusion. I didn't plan for Sebastian to have a car accident. While I may not always heed your advice, I'm not foolish. Car accidents are serious."