The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 535 - 536: The Three Sisters Bodyguard

Cloudscape Security Company,

Today Samara came to pick a bodyguard. Adrian Desmond, her brother-in-law, truly doted on Samara; he had called over all the young female bodyguards from Cloudscape Security Company. As a result, there were so many bodyguards that Samara didn’t know which one to choose, so she called her sister over to help.

"Sis, come help me choose. I don’t know who to pick."

"Where’s your brother-in-law?"

"My brother-in-law had to leave for some work, and he let me choose by myself. But there are so many, and they are all good. I don’t know which one to pick..."

After hearing her sister’s absurd request, Sienna Johnson’s face was full of helplessness.

Madam Johnson and Samara truly were mother and daughter, sharing the same indecisive nature. Since Sienna Johnson didn’t have much to do at her company, she crossed the street to the Cloudscape Building.

Brett Jacobs personally greeted Sienna Johnson, and others greeted her respectfully when they saw the Boss Lady arrive.

"Curly is here too?"

"Yes, Madam!"

Originally, they had planned to go to Abyanabad, but due to Pauline Briggs’s suicide, the trip was postponed. However, Curly had already requested leave earlier, insisting that she wanted to go to their home in Abyanabad and refusing to go to school under any circumstances.

She had no idea what Adrian Desmond had told Curly, but the little girl was convinced their home in Abyanabad was the most beautiful place in the world, and she was almost spellbound by her desire to go there.

Sienna Johnson followed Brett Jacobs and took the elevator to Adrian Desmond’s office. She was already very familiar with the Cloudscape Building, as it was just across the road from the Eastminster Group.

"What has Walter Klein been up to lately? How come I haven’t seen him for a long time?" Sienna Johnson asked.

Walter Klein had always been the one by Adrian Desmond’s side, but now it was more often Brett Jacobs accompanying him. Sienna Johnson hadn’t seen Walter Klein for a long time.

"He’s in Abyanabad," Brett Jacobs explained. "The Sixth Master has many businesses, and sometimes he needs to handle things in person. Since Madam is pregnant, the Sixth Master isn’t at ease going to Abyanabad, so he had Walter Klein go to handle business matters there. Walter Klein is the most trusted person by the Sixth Master’s side and has been with him the longest. If those people can’t see the Sixth Master, having Walter Klein go is just as good."

Sienna Johnson knew of Adrian Desmond’s net worth and financial power. Compared to Adrian Desmond’s businesses, the Eastminster Group was just minor dabbling. Managing the Eastminster Group alone kept her incredibly busy; she couldn’t imagine handling Adrian Desmond’s enterprises.

It seemed that she had to put the trip to Abyanabad on her agenda.

"Madam, this way, please!"

Brett Jacobs opened the office door for Sienna Johnson, and she walked in.

Adrian Desmond’s office was very spacious. When Sienna Johnson had visited before, it always felt rather empty. Now, however, the office was filled with many people.

All of them were young and beautiful girls. If you didn’t know, you might think this was a beauty pageant.

Sienna Johnson paused for a moment, then asked Brett Jacobs, who was behind her, "What’s going on? Aren’t we here to choose bodyguards? Why does it look like a beauty pageant?"

"Samara wanted female bodyguards, so the Sixth Master sent over all the suitable ones," Brett Jacobs replied.

"Sister..." Samara saw Sienna Johnson and hurried over, naturally linking her arm with hers. "Sis, please help me choose! There are so many, I don’t know which one to pick."

Sienna Johnson frowned, and Brett Jacobs’s face turned dark.

Curly was sitting in Adrian Desmond’s big office chair, her small head peeking out as she ate ice cream. When she saw her mother, she quickly hid the ice cream behind her. Unfortunately, the residue on the corner of her mouth was all too obvious.

Sienna Johnson walked over, gently wiped the remaining ice cream from the corner of Curly’s mouth, and smiled. "Don’t hide it, I saw everything. Your mouth is covered in ice cream..."

"Mom, it’s all your husband’s fault! I said I didn’t want it, but he insisted on buying it for me. Mom, didn’t you say we shouldn’t waste food? It would be such a pity to throw it away, so I just ate it."

"Mom, you must teach your husband a lesson when you go home. How could he give ice cream to a child? Especially a girl—they will have ugly teeth and menstrual disorders if they eat too much ice cream..."

Good heavens, she even knew about menstrual disorders.

As Curly’s mother, Sienna Johnson couldn’t help but look embarrassed when she saw everyone in the room stunned by her daughter’s shocking words.

"Eat your ice cream and don’t talk nonsense," Sienna Johnson said.

"Okay, Mom, I’ll leave you some."

"I’m not eating your leftovers. It’s covered in your saliva."

"Humph... Then I’ll give it to Dad. Dad won’t mind my saliva, unlike you." Curly, whose eyes were the spitting image of Adrian Desmond’s captivating ones, glanced at her mother and sighed. "Mom, you actually mind my saliva being dirty. Your love for me is not genuine..."

Sienna Johnson was a businesswoman; when acquiring anything, she always prioritized getting value for money. Therefore, she didn’t even look at the female bodyguards initially. Instead, she had Brett Jacobs bring her their files to review their detailed information first.

It turned out that all these bodyguards were orphans, and every one of them was from Abyanabad.

Sienna Johnson asked curiously, "Brett, why are they all from Abyanabad? Does Cloudscape Security Company recruit all its bodyguards from there?"

Brett Jacobs explained, "Because these bodyguards are for Samara, the Sixth Master was particularly concerned. He specifically chose bodyguards with excellent skills whom he has personally raised since they were children. These bodyguards are all orphans, with no family ties to encumber them, so they won’t have weaknesses that can be easily exploited. They are the most suitable to protect Samara. Most of Cloudscape Security Company’s bodyguards are recruited on a temporary basis from Orienta; those are the ones supplied to customers. The bodyguards the Sixth Master raises himself are for his own use."

Sienna Johnson had initially been worried that these bodyguards might not be reliable. She hadn’t expected Adrian Desmond to have considered Samara’s safety in such meticulous detail. She closed the files, looked at the fifty-odd bodyguards, and asked, "Which of you can speak Chinese?"

One girl, accompanied by two others, stepped forward. "We can," she said.

Sienna Johnson’s gaze fell upon the three girls. They looked somewhat alike, as if they were sisters. "What is your relationship?" she asked.

The eldest of the three, who looked shrewd and capable, replied on behalf of her sisters, "We are three sisters. I am the eldest, Rosie Cooper. On my left is my second sister, Lorie Cooper, and on my right is my youngest sister, Judy Cooper. We are from Orienta; our parents were killed by drug dealers, and the Sixth Master raised us. The three of us are skilled in close quarter combat. My youngest sister specializes in long-range sniping, and my second sister excels in close combat. I am proficient with firearms, and I have also studied medicine, so I understand first aid and nursing care... We have all received professional training, and we are all absolutely loyal to the Sixth Master."

"Madam, we don’t know what kind of bodyguard the Second Miss is looking for. Do you think we three sisters would be suitable?" Rosie Cooper asked, looking at Sienna Johnson with a bold gaze.

Sienna Johnson had always admired people like this—intelligent and adept at seizing opportunities.

To be honest, with so many bodyguards present, Sienna Johnson hadn’t really noticed these three sisters at first. They looked too plain and didn’t seem particularly formidable.