The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

"Give me the phone!" Adrian Desmond said.

Sienna Johnson handed the phone to Adrian and said, "It’s an unknown number. I suspect it’s another unregistered temporary card. There might not be any useful information.

Oh, right, the person who sent me the photo last time, did you find out who it is?"

Adrian didn’t hide it from her and said, "Found out."

"A woman?" Sienna asked.

"Yes."

"Can you tell me who it is?"

Sienna was very curious about the woman’s identity.

The psychological tactics were played very well. If she had encountered someone lacking self-control, they might have taken the photos and argued loudly with Adrian, creating a rift between the husband and wife, which the other person could then exploit.

Unfortunately, her relationship with Adrian was strong, and these little tricks couldn’t damage their bond.

"Alice."

"Alice?"

Sienna furrowed her brow but wisely didn’t say more.

Now that her relationship with Adrian was good, she’s firmly seated as Mrs. Desmond, Alice really doesn’t have the capability to take Adrian away.

Why would she quarrel or be suspicious of Adrian over an unimportant woman?

"I’m going to find Aaron, you get some sleep first," Adrian said.

He looked through Sienna’s call log and found that Night Owl only called Sienna once using this number. Other calls were from acquaintances, without any unknown numbers, which put Adrian at ease.

If Night Owl were to call his wife casually, trying to entice her, Adrian would be furious.

"Alright, I’ll read a book and wait for you."

"Okay."

Adrian was about to walk out wearing a thin shirt when Sienna stopped him and handed him a thick coat.

"It’s cold outside, wear more, getting sick wouldn’t be good."

Adrian was tall, and when standing, Sienna couldn’t help him put on a coat.

"I’ll be back soon." Adrian felt a warmth in his heart, kissed her lips, and then put on the coat she handed over.

"Mmm."

Sienna accompanied him to the door but didn’t step further outside. The temperature had dropped to freezing, and Sienna was afraid of the cold.

After Adrian left, Sienna watched Sheehan sleeping through the monitor. Now that Sheehan could crawl and turn over, he was restless in his sleep. Seeing that he hadn’t kicked off the blanket, Sienna went to bed and picked up a copy of Li Shizhen’s "The Compendium of Materia Medica" to read.

...

Aaron Faber had recently been slacking off at work, avoiding tasks assigned to him by Adrian as best as he could, and today was no exception.

"Sixth Master, I’ve been troubled by love recently and don’t want to do anything. Let someone else investigate," Aaron said, lying in bed and turning away from Adrian, feeling lethargic.

"Night Owl kidnapped Samara last time, and she almost got ’harassed’ by those men. You keep saying you like Samara, yet you don’t even think about avenging her and just lie here. Do you still dare to claim you like Samara?"

Aaron sat up and asked, "Was it Night Owl who called?"

"Yes."

"Let me see."

Adrian handed the phone to Aaron, who looked up the number, picked up the computer, and skillfully typed a set of numbers to trace the number’s origin. Five minutes later, the results were in.

"This number is from Abyanabad..."

"Can you track the location of this number?" Adrian asked.

"No, unless during the call, we can lock onto the caller’s location." Aaron suggested, "Next time Night Owl calls, have Madam notify me, I can give it a try."

"Night Owl told Sienna that he’s in Abyanabad, seems like he wasn’t lying..."

Aaron pushed the glasses up on his nose and said, "Abyanabad is such a small place, where can he hide?"

Abyanabad was Adrian’s territory, his main area of influence, it’s unreasonable for Night Owl to be hiding there without Adrian’s men detecting him.

"It’s not that easy to find. Previously, he disguised himself as Noah Phillips, daringly flaunting himself in front of us. Changing a face in Abyanabad makes it hard to find him."

"At least the range is narrowed. Since we know he’s hiding in Abyanabad, we should concentrate our manpower to search for him there. I don’t believe we can’t find him," Aaron said.

"Mmm." Adrian thought for a moment and said, "Notify other government police, tell them Night Owl is in Abyanabad."

Night Owl was now an international fugitive, not only Adrian but many countries’ police were also pursuing Night Owl.

Additionally, some wealthy people hired bounty hunters to chase Night Owl, especially Laura’s grandfather, who had almost dissipated all his family wealth hiring assassins and bounty hunters to hunt Night Owl.

"Got it."

Adrian picked up Sienna’s white phone, looked at Aaron’s face, and suddenly asked, "Did you use that doll?" with a certain tone.

"No, no..." Aaron flatly denied.

"The air smells of men’s se~men." Although the scent had faded, Adrian’s sensitive nose could still detect it.

Adrian looked at Aaron with a knowing expression, which infuriated Aaron to the point of embarrassment.

"I didn’t use it!"

"Then were you pleasuring yourself?"

Aaron was silent.

"We’re all men, you’re not that young anymore, having needs is quite normal, what are you embarrassed about? You’re acting like a 15-year-old kid. I’m not looking down on you."

"I’m not old!"

Ever since falling for 15-year-old Samara Johnson, Aaron was particularly sensitive to the word "old."

"Samara will be 18 in three years, keep up your spirit, young man!"

Aaron was speechless.

Adrian walked out.

As soon as he stepped out of the heated house, a cold wind hit him. Luckily, he wore a thicker coat when he went out.

Adrian tightened the thick jacket around him, feeling warm inside. Besides his mother, finally, there was a woman who cared for his well-being, worried about him being cold or hungry.

Sileria City’s winter was genuinely cold.

When Adrian was young, although he had been hunting in the jungles of Soilliers, he only stayed for a few days and didn’t spend an extended period during such a cold winter.

He remembered Sienna feared the cold and always wanted him to warm the bed at night, so Adrian quickened his pace.

On the way, Adrian called Alyssa to inform her that Night Owl was in Abyanabad, asking her to send more people to search for Night Owl’s whereabouts.

Adrian took out his phone and checked Sienna’s call history.

His phone could automatically record every call Sienna made. Because Sienna resented others invading her privacy, Adrian usually refrained from eavesdropping on her conversations.

...

"Call my name!"

"Why should I call your name?"

"Quick, call it!"

"Night Owl!"

"Wrong!"

"Javier!"

"Ah..."

Hearing this part of the conversation, Adrian suddenly stopped walking.

In the cold blue night, under the solitary moon, Adrian stood still. His aura was filled with an air of killing intent that even a nocturnal stray cat was frightened away by Adrian’s presence.