The CEO's Mischievous Little Bride

Randall was always the guy who nailed everything he tried, even the stuff he didn't care for. So, naturally, people just focused on his achievements and ignored what he actually enjoyed. Every year, Randall topped his class. When it came time for a certification exam, he just drove over, took the test, and aced it on the first go, unlike others who needed multiple tries. Business studies? Piece of cake for him. Everyone just assumed he was destined for a business career.

Patrick, looking all serious, said, "Whether he likes it or not, he should tell me himself."

Vera muttered under her breath, "He doesn't have the guts to stand up to you."

Then Vera pulled out her phone to snap a pic of Theodore.

"Honey, we haven't taken any photos of the baby since he was born. How about a photo shoot this weekend?" Vera suggested.

Patrick didn't argue. He'd thought about it before, but with the Rossi Family situation, he didn't feel safe taking Theodore out. So, he had put it off.

"Okay," Patrick agreed.

Vera added, "The studio Molly used for her wedding photos is pretty good. They have a baby photo branch. I'll ask Molly for the contact info and check it out."

Theodore woke up, saw Vera next to him, and smiled, looking super cute.

"Mommy is here." Vera picked up Theodore and kissed his cheek, feeling over the moon.

Patrick glanced at them and chuckled softly.

Outside the CEO's office, Randall had lost count of how many times he'd gone to the restroom. When he got back to his desk with his phone, he found a girl sitting in his chair. Judging by the figure, Randall knew who it was. "Susan, what are you doing here?"

Susan turned around and stood up from Randall's chair, making way for him. "I came with Vera. You weren't here when I arrived."

Randall pushed his chair. "Sit down. I'll grab another chair."

He gave his good chair to Susan and went to the break room to fetch a random stool.

The secretaries nearby watched curiously, not knowing who Susan was or what her deal with Randall was.

Jack came out and saw Susan. He recognized her. "Susan, what brings you here?"

Susan stood up. "Jack, I came with Vera to see Randall."

Jack nodded, "Mr. Olteran was talking to your dad about you this morning. You guys carry on; I need to deliver some documents to Mr. Olteran."

After Jack left, the secretaries whispered among themselves, "So she's Mr. Morales's daughter. No wonder she came with Mrs. Olteran."

Seeing Randall sitting on a hard stool, Susan stood up to give him the chair again, but Randall gently pushed her back down. "Sit down. Are you hungry?" Susan replied, "No, just thirsty."

A moment later, Randall came back from the break room with a bunch of drinks, fruits, and snacks.

Everyone looked at Randall in surprise. They didn't expect him to be so considerate.

Randall had been at the company many times, but he was always cold and unapproachable, just like Patrick.

But with Susan around, Randall could be really warm.

When he handed Susan a drink, he casually opened the bottle cap for her. "What have you been up to today?"

Susan started talking about her day from the morning until she arrived at the company, and Randall listened to her the whole time.

"Randall, are you busy?" Susan asked.

Randall glanced at the mountain of paperwork on his desk and paused for a moment. "Give me an hour. Just sit next to me and don't move. When I'm done, I'll take you out."

Susan nodded happily, pulled out her phone, and settled in next to Randall's desk.

She popped on her headphones, opened some snacks, and started munching on fruit. She downed half a bottle of her drink in no time.

She didn't keep staring at Randall while he worked; she was just happy to be near him.

Randall liked this kind of company too-being together without being all over each other.

Every now and then, he'd reach over Susan to grab a pen, open a document, and jot down some notes. He'd also work on his computer.

The phone on Randall's desk was connected to various departments, making it easy for him to communicate.

After a while, Randall would glance over at Susan sitting beside him.

She sat there quietly, watching shows and eating snacks, chewing softly so she wouldn't disturb him.

Randall got up, went to the break room, and brought back more snacks and fruit.

"That's enough, Randall. I'm almost full," Susan said.

Randall replied, "Just help yourself. If you need more, I'll get it."

Glancing at the show Susan was watching, Randall went back to work.

In less than an hour, Randall took a stack of documents to Patrick's office. "Patrick, I've processed all these documents."

Patrick looked at the thick stack, got up, picked one up, and started checking.

The documents were in a foreign language, and Patrick trusted Randall's language skills.

He looked at each note carefully, finding them very meticulous.

Later, Patrick checked a few more documents. "These were on your desk since ten in the morning, and you didn't process them until three in the afternoon. Susan was here for just an hour, and you're done?" Randall replied, "It has nothing to do with Susan."

Patrick didn't believe him. He had checked the surveillance.

Putting down the documents, he said, "Enjoy your time. I won't give you any new tasks today."

Sometimes, Randall felt that Patrick was very good to him. "Thank you, Patrick."

After he left, Patrick got up and carefully reviewed all the notes Randall had made on the documents, more meticulously than usual, trying to find a single mistake.

Vera came out of the break room to get a diaper for Theodore and saw Patrick being unusually serious. She was curious, "What is that?"

"Documents processed by Randall," Patrick replied.

Vera took a new diaper and returned to the break room.

Not long after, Vera came out with Theodore and joined Patrick.

Patrick, with his hand on his chin, couldn't find a single mistake in the documents. "Vera, do you think Randall is resistant to business, or does he just simply dislike it?" Vera didn't understand the difference.

Patrick continued, "What if we hand over the entire secretarial department to Randall?"

Vera looked at Patrick in surprise, then at the documents on his desk. It must be these documents that made Patrick very satisfied with Randall.

Sophia had been transferred to the Miller Group to start a new business venture, and Patrick had been lacking a capable assistant by his side. And Randall had resolved all the documents in just an hour without a single mistake.

Patrick was proud of Randall.