The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 540 - 541: The Whole Family Goes on a Honeymoon
When Sienna spoke, everyone looked at her in surprise, and the one with the most mixed feelings was undoubtedly Adrian himself.
This is my honeymoon, the one and only honeymoon of my life. It’s already imperfect with Curly, our little tag-along, and now the whole family is supposed to go? Does this woman even consider my feelings?
Pauline Briggs was always indecisive. She looked at everyone, waiting for them to make a decision. Samara, of course, wanted to go, but she also knew it was a honeymoon and didn’t want to be a third wheel.
Everyone turned their attention towards Madam Johnson, waiting for her decision.
Madam Johnson remained silent for a while, not making an immediate decision.
Sienna smiled and said, "Adrian keeps saying Abyanabad is a beautiful country. His house there is also huge. It was built during the Harald and Norden Dynasty, just like ours, so it’s quite similar. Granny, if you go, you won’t feel out of place."
"That’s Adrian’s home. His parents’ graves are there. As their daughter-in-law, one who has already borne two children for the Desmond family, I have yet to meet my parents-in-law."
Curly also exclaimed with bold confidence, "Go, everyone go! Great-granny go, Granny go, Auntie go, Kiki go, everyone go! My house in Abyanabad is very, very big; everyone will have a place to stay!"
"My dad also has a huge, huge boat! When the time comes, we can take Daddy’s big boat to his island to play. Daddy also said that Mommy got pregnant with me on that island... I want to go see my birthplace..."
Sienna quickly covered her daughter’s mouth, stopping her from saying any more. If she keeps talking, I won’t be able to face anyone.
"You all go. I’m old now, I won’t go," Madam Johnson finally said.
Pauline Briggs said, "But someone needs to be at home. Mom, if you’re not going, I’ll stay home with you."
"I’ll have Kathryn and my sisters with me, so you don’t need to stay. You go to Abyanabad with them. I hear Adrian has relatives in Abyanabad; you can represent the Johnson Family and meet them."
Sienna insisted, "Let’s all go together. We can take a plane, and we’ll arrive very quickly."
Seeing how much Sienna wanted to bring them, Adrian relented and said to Madam Johnson, "We can take a private jet. From Sileria City to Abyanabad is only about a five-hour flight. You can sleep on the plane, and you’ll be there before you know it. Or, if you prefer, I can play mahjong with you on the flight."
Madam Johnson’s spirits lifted. "Kathryn," she said, "bring my set of nephrite mahjong tiles as well. On the plane, I want to play mahjong with Adrian."
"Granny, you always lose, and you get upset when you do. Why do you still want to play mahjong with him?" Sienna asked.
"What do you know? This is called meeting your match! Even when I lose, I lose happily. I just like an honest boy like Adrian. He’s not like those tricksters who deliberately lose to make an old woman like me happy. It’s meaningless even when I win against them..." Madam Johnson looked at Adrian and praised, "Adrian, you’re a good boy."
My honeymoon... my romantic, just-the-two-of-us honeymoon... it seems like such an unattainable dream! Adrian wailed internally.
Sienna looked at Adrian; the grievance in his eyes was impossible to hide. What a fool! she thought.
Pauline Briggs was visibly unsettled the moment she learned that Adrian’s sister was a crown princess in Abyanabad.
To prevent Sienna from being embarrassed, Pauline Briggs, in a rare show of assertiveness, insisted on dragging Sienna out to buy some "decent" clothes—as if Sienna had been wearing rags all this time.
"Relax," Pauline Briggs cooed, "you don’t have to spend a penny. It’ll come out of my private savings." She knew her daughter’s frugal-to-the-point-of-stingy nature and figured money was the best way to preempt any arguments.
"Granny, I want pretty clothes too!" Curly chimed in.
"Alright, alright, we’ll buy for everyone!"
"Granny, you’re the best!"
The group set off for their shopping spree with great enthusiasm. Pauline Briggs was wealthy, truly wealthy; she had brought a whole pouch full of credit cards.
As the boss of Eastminster Group, Sienna felt that, Compared to Madam Johnson, I’m truly ’poor.’
As soon as they were out, Pauline Briggs headed straight for the Louis Vuitton store on Riverbreeze Road.
They took an exclusive VIP elevator directly to the third-floor VIP area. This area featured private fitting rooms, a display of various products, a screen playing the latest fashion show clips, a private bar, and even Wi-Fi service.
However, the moment Sienna saw the decor of the Louis Vuitton store, she felt a sense of unease. This pink color scheme, these classic patterns used everywhere, this large cartoon-style background wall... it’s all so girlish. It really doesn’t suit a mother like me, she thought, feeling uncomfortable.
"Wow, it’s so beautiful, so sparkly..." Samara and Curly exclaimed, their excitement palpable as soon as they stepped inside.
"Mom, you should just buy for Samara and Curly," Sienna said. "The style here... honestly, it’s not really for me. Besides, I don’t like pink."
"You’re so young, yet you dress in a more old-fashioned way than I do! If you don’t like pink, there are other bright colors. However, grey, white, and black are out of the question! I’m considering wearing pink myself; if you wear grey, white, and black, it will make me look childish by comparison..."
Sienna sighed, touching her forehead.
"Mom, this blush pink one! I love it! Will you buy it for me?" Samara’s eyes sparkled as she picked up a blush pink Chanel-style dress with a ruffled hem.
"This one is nice. Young ladies should dress in brighter colors."
"Mom, I’m going to try it on!"
"Go ahead."
Noticing Pauline Briggs watching her expectantly while selecting clothes, Sienna sensibly chose a light blue lace dress with pleats and went to try it on.
Just over four months pregnant, her belly was beginning to show slightly, so Sienna had deliberately chosen a size larger. This way, her pregnancy wasn’t noticeable. She paired the dress with black, pointed-toe, flat, lace-up leather shoes.
The pretty salesgirl’s eyes lit up. "Miss Johnson, you’re so beautiful," she complimented. "Anything would look good on you."
"Please call me Mrs. Desmond, thank you."
"My apologies, Mrs. Desmond."
Pauline Briggs watched her beautiful elder daughter walk gracefully towards her, a look of deep satisfaction on her face. Sienna had been conceived during her and Dexter Johnson’s first time making love; naturally, Pauline felt Sienna was the most outstanding.
"Hmm, yes, it’s quite pretty. But isn’t the color a bit too plain?"
"I’m telling you, I absolutely will not wear pink. Your son-in-law doesn’t like me in pink either."
"Bring all of your latest arrivals for this season over here. I want to take my time choosing..." a woman’s voice suddenly interjected.
Talk about a small world; foes often cross paths.
The newcomer was none other than Yvette Harris, Sabrina Johnson’s biological mother.
Upon seeing Yvette Harris, Madam Johnson’s face immediately darkened.
Back then, Pauline Briggs had always believed a nurse had mistakenly switched the babies. However, it turned out that this woman, Yvette Harris, had done it intentionally.
She had raised a viper for this woman, one that ended up harming others and herself.
"Well, well, if it isn’t President Johnson?" Yvette Harris drawled.
Sienna remained silent.
"And Madam Johnson is here too."
