The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Sleeping made Theodore look even more adorable, showing everyone just how well-behaved he was.

No one expected Patrick to bring Theodore to the office. When folks saw the self-rocking crib, diapers, and formula in the CEO's office, they were floored. Was this the same Patrick who was always so professional?

Was this the stern, unapproachable Patrick?

Everyone was in shock. Jack carried Theodore's crib to Patrick's office, equally surprised but kept his questions to himself.

After everyone left, Patrick placed Theodore in the sunlight by the window, right where Vera used to sit, and gently laid the sleeping baby down. From his desk, Patrick could just see Theodore's shadow.

As soon as he put him down, Theodore's little mouth started to quiver, like he was about to wake up crying.

Patrick patted his little butt, staying there until Theodore was sound asleep. Only then did he get up, cover him with a light blanket, and leave.

With Theodore in the office, no one dared to knock loudly.

An overseas call came in, "The market's short 800 tons of urgent goods. Division Three can spare 200 tons, and Division Five can give us 100 tons, it's barely enough."

Patrick ordered, "Don't sell all the goods. Keep 100 tons for emergencies. We should prepare for unforeseen needs anyway."

Even though he was a sharp businessman, leading the Olteran Group to keep expanding, he always left some room for maneuver.

Yesterday, an aggressive reporter got promoted. Her sharp questions caught Patrick's attention and exposed the Rossi Family's schemes, making everyone focus on the unclear source and quality of the Rossi Group's goods, leaving them in a

mess.

The Olteran Group quickly filled the market gap, and when everyone thought they would have to pay a high price to get the goods, the Olteran Group handled two things: quietly mobilized resources to solve the shortage and sold at the original price.

At this time, the source of the Rossi Family's goods was revealed, showing overlapping serial numbers with those already on the market, prompting reporters to repeatedly question the Rossi Family about their products' source and quality. Overseas, opinions were split.

Patrick gained a good reputation abroad, and those who tried to smear the Olteran Group online quickly fell silent. Many domestic citizens also praised the Olteran Group on foreign websites.

When people found out that the overseas Division Two was just a branch of the Olteran Group, headquartered in Donnicia and led by Patrick, they were full of admiration.

Some female fans who didn't understand finance but found him handsome asked: [He's so handsome and young, is he married?]

Another one replied: [It seems he's already a dad.]

There were tons of comments, almost all praising the Olteran Group, while the Rossi Group left everyone disappointed.

Patrick, seeing that the Rossi Family was in deep trouble and the situation was under control, put down his phone and glanced at Theodore, who had woken up in his self-rocking crib. Bathed in sunlight, Theodore was playing with the toys Patrick had bought him, smiling.

All the praise for the Olteran Group and himself didn't really move him. What truly made him happy was seeing Vera running towards him with a smile and Theodore's excited little face.

Patrick got up and walked over to Theodore. He looked down at the little guy, who wasn't even up to his knees.

Theodore looked back at Patrick, not in the mood to chat after just having his formula.

Patrick squatted down and gave Theodore a kiss.

Meanwhile, inside the Rossi Group's office, Cole sat in his chair.

Wyatt said to Cole, "Dad, this has nothing to do with me. If it comes to jail time, I'm not taking the fall."

Cole looked at Leroy, who said, "Wyatt is just a nominal employee. He couldn't make any profit for the company. If I am imprisoned, the company will encounter more problems with Wyatt in charge." Wyatt, agitated, said, "Leroy, you and Dad were the ones who wanted to do secret deals through the Dark Web. I never supported it. Now that we've been caught, you want me to take the fall? No way." Cole spoke gravely, "So what now? Should I go to jail for you?"

They all fell silent.

Cole's gaze shifted between them. "Unity. I've told you a million times how important it is. Have you forgotten how we lost to Patrick last time?"

"Last time, Patrick was alone," one of them said.

"We three couldn't handle one person. Have you thought about that?" Cole looked at Wyatt, his eyes filled with anger.

No one in the office spoke. After a while, without knocking, the office door was pushed open, and a man in his late twenties walked in. "The Olteran Group has taken all the good reputation, and here you are, shirking responsibility. Who brought Bradley over? What's the use of him?"

The man who entered didn't resemble Cole and the others.

"Wesley, when did you get back?" Cole looked at Wesley Rossi in surprise.

Wesley sat on Cole's couch. "Pay up."

Leroy, furious, said, "Paying the penalty won't save our reputation. The Olteran Group's Division Two has made billions in a few days, while we have to pay billions and lose even more."

Wesley's eyes, similar to Cole's, were sharp. He looked at his brother. "Patrick is planning for the long term. Billions are just pocket money for his wife. We were at fault first. Paying up is a matter of credibility, also for the long term." Leroy looked at Cole, "Dad, this is a huge amount."

Cole looked at them, finally resting his gaze on Wesley. "What's your plan?"

"Pay the penalty. Isn't someone going to jail?" Wesley looked at Wyatt and Leroy, then at Cole. "What are you afraid of? We were deceived too."