The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 633 - 674: The Friendship of a Piece of Candy
No wonder Curly didn’t like George. When Connie and Dylan played with Curly, they always indulged her. George, however, was different; he had even made Curly fall during a fight.
How can a boy be so fussy about a girl?
"Do you hate him?"
"A little. He’s so bad. Today, he even threw a bug he caught onto my hair. It crawled around in my hair and scared me to death..."
What was the reason? It was because Curly only played with Connie and Dylan. Naturally, George wasn’t happy about it. So, to attract Curly’s attention, he had done many silly things.
"I’ll get revenge for you!" Shade Jervois’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. Curly asked, "How will you get revenge?"
"I’ll kill him for you!"
Shade Jervois’s tone was as if he were merely crushing an ant. For him, having come from Death Island, killing a person was never considered a big deal.
Curly looked at him in shock. "Brother, killing someone is a crime punishable by death, and you’ll be sent to jail for it. If you kill someone, you’ll be locked up for life and won’t have any more candy."
"Killing someone doesn’t require paying with your life, and you don’t have to go to jail!"
Curly thought that Abyanabad and Sileria City were different. Could it be that killing someone here doesn’t lead to jail time either? she wondered. This place is terrifying.
"Brother, killing is wrong. You can’t kill people." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Shade Jervois, with a piece of milk candy in his mouth, tilted his head as he looked at Curly. On Death Island, killing was normal; not killing was abnormal.
"Where I’m from, killing is allowed."
Curly picked her favorite alcoholic chocolate from her candy box, unwrapped it, and stuffed it into Shade Jervois’s mouth. His eyes lit up; he liked the taste of this chocolate.
"This is delicious."
"Of course, it’s delicious. I’ve treasured it for a long time and couldn’t bear to eat it. I’m giving it to you today, so you have to be a good boy, okay? From now on, you can’t kill people—killing is wrong—and you can’t bully other children either," Curly instructed Shade Jervois.
"Want more!" Shade Jervois stared at the other two alcoholic chocolates in the candy box, his eyes filled with longing.
Curly felt a pang of distress, her little brows furrowing tightly. She hugged her candy box and whispered, "I already gave you one piece."
"It’s delicious, I want more!"
Although Shade Jervois’s father favored Night Owl, Shade Jervois, as the Second Young Master of Death Island, was accustomed to getting whatever he wanted.
"I already gave you one piece."
Shade Jervois moved to snatch them directly. How could Curly be a match for him? He grabbed the entire candy box, picked out the alcoholic chocolate, peeled off the wrapper, and was about to pop it into his mouth when Curly cried out, "Hey!"
"That’s my candy!"
"If I snatched it, it’s mine!"
"That’s my candy! If you dare to eat it, I’ll cry. I’ll cry really loudly, and when my dad finds out you made me cry, he’ll beat you."
Curly pouted, her watery eyes welling with tears as she stared at him. Shade Jervois found himself unable to bring the candy in his hand to his mouth, no matter how he tried.
"You’re a bad person! I’m not playing with you anymore. Go away." Curly turned her back, her little head drooping, and ignored Shade Jervois.
"Here, you eat it!" In the end, Shade Jervois couldn’t resist Curly’s mournful little gaze. Seeing she wouldn’t play with him anymore, he circled around to face her and stuffed the alcoholic chocolate into her mouth.
The familiar sweetness spread through her mouth. Curly’s moods came and went quickly. "Super delicious!"
"Where did you buy this candy?"
"My aunt brought it for me from the Imperial Palace in Abyanabad. You can’t get it anywhere else, you know."
Shade Jervois only remembered the Imperial Palace in Abyanabad. He got up, walked towards the arched window, and then jumped out.
Curly saw Shade Jervois jump out of the window. This is the third floor! Curly ran over and peered down from the window.
There was no sign of Shade Jervois.
As for what Shade Jervois went off to do, he was, of course, headed to the Imperial Palace to steal some alcoholic chocolates to eat.
Amazing, just like a superhero.
The window of the room next door opened, and a little head peeked out. Curly’s smile vanished; their dispute from earlier in the day was still unresolved.
"Curly, why aren’t you asleep yet? If you can’t sleep, I can come over and play with you."
"I don’t want to play with you! All you do is scare me with bugs."
"Who said you could play with Connie and Dylan and ignore me? You’re my little bride! You’re only allowed to play with me, and no other boys."
SLAM! The window of Curly’s room shut.
「...」
「At the Desmond Family Residence,」
Little Ninth was not an obstetrician, after all. Adrian Desmond had specially invited an obstetrician from a large hospital in Abyanabad to give Sienna Johnson a comprehensive examination.
After confirming that the baby was indeed fine, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
"The baby is very healthy, just developing a bit quickly. You’ll need to control your diet in the later stages; otherwise, if the fetus is too large at birth, it will be a very difficult labor for you," the female doctor advised.
"I understand, thank you."
Adrian Desmond looked at Sienna Johnson’s large belly, a headache forming. "There won’t be any danger during childbirth, will there?"
"Mrs. Desmond is in good physical condition. As long as she takes good care of herself in the later stages, there shouldn’t be any danger. If the fetus is too large, we would advise you to opt for a C-section."
Sienna Johnson knew that a C-section wasn’t ideal for the baby. "We’re planning for a natural birth."
"Alright. In that case, you’ll need to be mindful of your diet and exercise in the later stages."
"Thank you."
Adolph Desmond, the housekeeper, saw the doctor out. In the room, only the expectant parents remained, still immersed in the joy of their impending parenthood.
"You’ve been cooped up at home for so long. I’ll go out with you for a walk today."
Deep in Sienna Johnson’s heart, Abyanabad was an absolutely dangerous and terrifying place. All she hoped for now was for Adrian Desmond to let her return to Sileria City; how could she be in the mood for shopping?
"I don’t want to go for a walk. When exactly will you let me go back to Sileria City? I’ve been here for a long time. Didn’t we agree back then that we’d only stay for a month and then go back?"
Adrian Desmond held Sienna Johnson’s soft hand and said, "I’m just worried about your safety, aren’t I?"
"It’s precisely here that I feel unsafe."
"Don’t think Sileria City is safe. Night Owl has his eyes on you now. Staying here, I can protect you better."
"You don’t have much influence in Sileria City, and isn’t it the same for Night Owl? I refuse to believe Night Owl’s reach can extend all the way to Sileria City."
"Aiden was killed by Night Owl in Sileria City, silenced without a trace! If it weren’t for you, Brett Jacobs and the others wouldn’t even have discovered that Night Owl had been impersonating Aiden Howard. Do you truly still think Sileria City is safe?"
Sienna Johnson felt a tightness in her chest, regretting her trip to Abyanabad. "Then what do you suggest I do? I can’t just never return to Sileria City for my entire life, can I?"
That was precisely what Adrian Desmond had in mind, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
"Let’s wait a while longer."
