The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

"No need, let’s talk over the phone." Paige didn’t want to meet with Kiya.

"I’ll come find you." After saying this, Kiya forcefully hung up the phone.

Paige listened to the buzzing phone tone and began to get a headache.

Not wanting to get involved again, but recently their contact had increased significantly. Is this good or bad?

...

Paige went to the dining room for breakfast. A bowl of porridge wasn’t yet finished when the servant announced that Kiya had arrived.

It should take at least 40 minutes to get from the palace to Desmond Manor, but he arrived in just 20 minutes.

Thinking that Kiya might not have eaten yet, she said to the servant, "Bring the Sultan here."

The servant was stunned for a moment. This was the kitchen; how could they host the Sultan in such a place?

The servant kindly reminded, "Miss, receiving the Sultan in the dining room is not very appropriate, is it?"

Paige said, "Just bring him over."

"Yes." Seeing Paige’s insistence, the servant couldn’t say much and went out to invite Kiya.

Paige also had some additional breakfast items prepared in the kitchen, all of which Kiya liked to eat.

Kiya had studied at a military academy in Brevon, so he was used to having an English-style breakfast.

White bread and oat biscuits, served with honey, juice, and jam. The set included six tea plates and one teacup holder. The teapot had a tea leaf box and strainer to go with it...

Eight years of palace life had left some memories she couldn’t forget even if she tried.

"Paige."

The servant thought it was impolite to invite the Sultan to the dining room, but Kiya was pleased, as it showed Paige did not see him as an outsider.

"At this time, you probably haven’t had breakfast. So I invited you to have some," Paige said flatly.

"Didn’t have time to eat," Kiya replied agreeably.

It had been so long since he had breakfast with his Princess Consort.

Kiya sat across from Paige, looking at her with longing. He seemed very happy, as the smile on his face didn’t disappear upon seeing her.

"Why is our breakfast different?"

Kiya’s plate had white bread, a small dish of honey, and ham... while in front of Paige was shrimp dumplings, a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork congee, and a dish of sauced pickles that looked very appetizing.

"Didn’t you use to eat this for breakfast?"

"That’s because the other breakfasts in the palace were even worse." Kiya, not standing on ceremony, used chopsticks to pick up a shrimp dumpling Paige had eaten half of, put it in his mouth, chewed, and asked, "It’s delicious. What is it?"

"Shrimp dumplings."

Paige ultimately didn’t say that she had eaten half of that shrimp dumpling earlier.

Saying it out loud would be even more awkward.

"Bought or made by a chef?"

"I made them."

Kiya’s expression changed, and he picked another shrimp dumpling from the plate and ate it. After finishing, he said, "Very tasty. I really like it."

"Then have more."

If he’s not put off by the shrimp dumpling I ate half of, the rest of it on the plate should be fine. Paige placed the shrimp dumplings she had left in front of Kiya.

Kiya wasn’t shy at all with Paige and even took the preserved egg and lean pork congee she hadn’t finished drinking.

However, the taste of preserved egg is not something every foreigner can enjoy, and Kiya was no exception.

"What’s this black thing?" Kiya asked, looking at the black pieces on the spoon.

"Preserved egg!"

Paige explained the origin of preserved eggs to him, and Kiya frowned but continued to swallow it down one bite at a time.

Paige then went to the kitchen to make some egg pancakes; she only ate one, and the rest was eaten by Kiya.

"Sultan, how long have you been hungry?" Paige mocked.

Kiya, known for his self-discipline, never allowed himself to overeat. At this moment, Kiya’s appearance suggested he was overly full.

"Because it was made by you, I wanted to eat more. Who knows if there will be another chance in the future?"

Hearing this, Paige felt a tinge of melancholy and said, "Are you done eating? Once you’ve eaten, I have something very important to ask you."

"I’m full."

If Gulit were to bear someone else’s child, it would undeniably be a scandal for the royal family. Paige didn’t want to make it known to everyone, so she took Kiya to the study.

The spot by the window is a small meeting area; Kiya sat on the long sofa while Paige chose a single-seat sofa.

"I heard from my brother that the night you stayed with Gulit, you were dead drunk. My brother wants to know if the child is yours?" Paige brought up the serious matter.

"I don’t know either; that night, I was drunk just as you said, dead drunk."

Paige thought for a moment and asked, "During Gulit’s prenatal check-up, is there a way to do a paternity test?"

Kiya returned the question, "Why are you so concerned whether the child in Gulit’s belly is mine?"

Judging from Kiya’s tone, he seemed to misunderstand her intentions or past feelings about him. Paige hurriedly explained, "It’s my brother who asked me to ask you. My brother suspects that Night Owl has another plot in mind."

"The child in Gulit’s belly is the key."

"I have already told Gulit that as long as she gives birth to a son, I will make her son the Sultan. Once Gulit’s son is a month old, I will abdicate.

I won’t be Sultan anymore. Wherever you go, I’ll follow you. If you want to travel, I’ll go traveling with you.

Whether the child in Gulit’s belly is mine doesn’t matter. In the end, I need the child in Gulit’s belly."

"Aren’t you afraid of confusing the royal family’s bloodline?" Paige didn’t expect Kiya to say such a thing.

"I can’t care about that much anymore," Kiya said irresponsibly.

"Are you really Kiya?" These words were something that Kiya would never have said.

"Paige, ever since you left, I haven’t been happy at all. I’m the Sultan. Why are my children so happy, yet I am not happy at all?

I’m so miserable that I can’t even care anymore about whether they are happy or not."

Paige didn’t know how to respond.

"Once I stop being the Sultan, can we remarry? Dylan also wants us to be together..."

"Let me think about it."

Although Paige didn’t give him clear consent, Kiya was still very happy because he still had hope.

"Okay, take your time to think, however long you need."

They chatted a bit more about the child, and Paige eventually showed him the door. However, the Sultan was too thick-skinned to leave.

Fortunately, later, Adrian Desmond arrived, and Paige left Kiya to Adrian and took her leave.

Kiya watched Paige with longing eyes, following her with his gaze for a long time.

"Stop looking!" Adrian said.

Kiya looked at Adrian and asked, "What exactly did you find out?"

"I found out that Gulit knew Night Owl before she entered the palace. I always have a feeling that things aren’t as simple as I thought," Adrian expressed his concerns.

Kiya said, "If the child in Gulit’s belly isn’t mine, Night Owl’s plan might be to get rid of me and support that child to take the throne as a puppet, making him the Sultan behind the scenes of Abyanabad."