The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 607 - 648: Who Took Melanie Carpenter Away from the Psychiatric Hospital
The two of them didn’t emerge until noon, just in time for lunch.
Hand in hand, both their faces were glowing. Anyone familiar with the affairs between men and women could guess what they had been doing in the room.
Sixth Master couldn’t stop smiling, a sight that sent chills down the spines of all the men on the island.
Where did the cold and aloof Sixth Master go? they wondered. Smiling so radiantly—what is he up to? They found this version of their leader hard to accept.
"Mom, Dad, you’re so lazy! It’s already noon and you’re just getting up? Great-Grandma, you should scold them; that’s not right of them!" Curly teased.
Sienna’s face turned red. The old woman was experienced and understood perfectly. She glanced at the robust man; he was in his prime and must have been insatiable.
Looking at Sienna’s belly, the old woman voiced her concern for her precious unborn grandchild. So, she said, "Sienna, I haven’t been sleeping well since I arrived on this island. Why don’t you move in and keep me company tonight?"
Adrian’s smile vanished, and his expression darkened. Under the table, he nudged Sienna’s leg, trying to get her to refuse, but then he heard her agree.
"Alright, Grandma."
Adrian glared fiercely at his wife. No wonder she was so proactive this morning, he fumed internally. She planned to satisfy me completely just once, only to starve me later!
"Grandma, Little Ninth is quite skilled in medicine," Adrian interjected. "Why not let him take a look at you? I can also arrange for a few caretakers. Sienna is pregnant; if she goes, not only will she be unable to help you, but she’ll also need you to look after her. I think it’s best to reconsider."
Adrian certainly wasn’t going to let his wife accompany someone else, leaving him to sleep alone.
"I just want to be with my granddaughter! What, do you object?" the old lady retorted.
On this island, Sixth Master used to hold the most authority, but now, it was the old lady. Being her junior, Adrian was utterly powerless against her.
Pauline Briggs was also worried about her daughter. After all, her belly was already quite large, and Adrian was clearly a man with strong desires in *that* department. She too worried the young couple wouldn’t be able to restrain themselves.
"Yes, your grandma hasn’t been sleeping soundly lately. You should go keep her company," Pauline chimed in.
"Okay, I will," Sienna agreed.
Sienna glanced at the annoyed Adrian, who was so upset he’d even lost his appetite. She placed a piece of braised beef into his bowl, as if to soothe him.
Under the table, her leg gently nudged his, but the childish Sixth Master, now sulking, shifted his leg away, not letting her touch him.
"PFFT..."
"Mom, what are you laughing at?" Curly blinked, looking at her mother who had suddenly started laughing, and asked curiously.
"Mommy’s laughing at your daddy. Sometimes, he’s just like a child—very immature."
Adrian shot her a sideways glance and then buried his head in his food.
「Later that day」
After the meal, everyone went about their own business. The old lady was very adaptable. Since arriving in Abyanabad, perhaps because her spirits were high, her health had also improved, and she was now learning the Amwan language with Little Ninth.
Adrian had sent Curly, George, and Dylan to the training camp, finding several patient instructors to teach them martial arts.
Seeing her family all living happily, Sienna felt relieved and began to focus on her swiftlet nest processing factory.
"HAHA, George, you’re drinking coconut juice with your nose? That’s disgusting! I’m never sharing a coconut with you again!"
Not far away, Curly and George, those little frenemies, were squabbling again.
Connie had climbed a tall coconut tree to pick coconuts for them. He poked holes in the coconuts so they could drink the juice through straws.
There were three coconuts for four children, which meant two had to share one. Connie was originally supposed to share with Curly, but George wouldn’t have it and insisted on sharing with her instead.
That mischievous Curly played a trick: while George was drinking the coconut juice, she blew air into the straw, causing the juice to go up his nose. White coconut milk trickled from his nostrils.
Curly burst out laughing beside him, while George’s face flushed red with anger.
That girl! If she isn’t disciplined, she’ll get more and more out of hand, Sienna thought, having witnessed the incident. She was about to go over and teach her daughter a lesson when Adrian stopped her. "They’re just children playing; adults shouldn’t get involved."
"...How can I not get involved? Don’t you know how much Mrs. Hunter resents our Curly? Besides, Curly really does go too far sometimes."
"I don’t care how much Aria Harris resents it," Adrian stated. "Our Curly doesn’t even like George, and it’s not like she’ll have Aria as a mother-in-law in the future. Why should we care what Aria thinks? You see Curly being out of line, but why don’t you see how annoying George is? Curly has made it clear she doesn’t like him, yet he keeps pestering her. It was the same with this trip to the island; George insisted on tagging along. To be honest, I’m starting to find him a bit annoying too."
Poor George. He hadn’t even won over his future wife, and now his potential father-in-law was starting to dislike him too.
Sienna looked into the distance at the children under the coconut tree, who had already made up, and sighed. "Tell me, besides being pretty, what exactly is so wonderful about your daughter that makes George adore her so much?"
"Everything about our daughter is wonderful!" Adrian declared proudly.
Sienna: ...
「At the pier」
Sienna Johnson and Adrian Desmond boarded the yacht. Today, they were going to visit a swiftlet nest processing factory in Abyanabad to see what equipment and technology were required to establish one.
As a complete novice in this field, I’ve really underestimated how complex setting up a swiftlet nest processing factory is, Sienna reflected.
On the yacht, Sienna was in the lounge area, holding a video conference with the Eastminster Group. Adrian sat a short distance away, watching the serious, meticulous woman. Her clear thinking and commanding presence when giving orders naturally compelled others to comply.
The woman he loved was truly one of a kind, he thought with admiration.
Walter Klein hurried over, glanced at Sienna who was sitting not far off, and then said to Adrian, "Sixth Master, could you step out for a moment? I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Sixth Master, it would be better if you came out," Walter said, a troubled expression on his face.
Adrian glanced at Sienna, who happened to look up just then. Their eyes met. Adrian smiled at her, and she nodded in return.
Adrian rose and walked out.
「On the deck」 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Walter Klein scanned their surroundings cautiously, which made Adrian even more curious.
Everyone on this yacht is one of my men, Adrian mused. What on earth could Walter be so worried about?
"What happened?" Adrian asked.
Walter’s brows knitted together tightly. "Melanie Carpenter has been taken from the psychiatric hospital."
"Oh?" Adrian raised an eyebrow.
He had personally sent Melanie Carpenter to that psychiatric hospital and had specifically instructed the director to "take good care" of her. He’d also donated a substantial sum of money, and the director had assured him that Melanie would be thoroughly "cared for" and would absolutely not be released without his permission.
So, who on earth could have enough power to get her out? Adrian wondered.
