The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Although Moore is the Sultan, he is only nominally so. The real holder of power is the Night Owl.

Initially, the Queen Mother could still compete with the Night Owl, but after she was accidentally injured and bedridden, the Night Owl took full control.

Now, the Night Owl’s people are everywhere. It’s impossible for her to leave the Imperial Palace with Moore.

She and Moore’s destinies are completely in the hands of the Night Owl.

Gulit glanced at her son, unable to think of a good solution.

"Give him to me," Gulit said.

Hanna handed Moore to Gulit. Gulit carefully took him, seeing the tear marks on his face, and asked Hanna for a wet towel to wipe him clean.

Gulit looked at her son. He was so small, so adorable, her entire hope. Even though the Night Owl didn’t like him, she truly loved him very much.

No matter what, she would never let anything happen to Moore.

"Princess, do you want to eat something? You haven’t eaten anything all day."

Gulit shook her head; she had no appetite.

Gulit placed her son on the bed, gently patting him. The child was very dependent on her... understandably so, a child without a father’s love naturally lacks a sense of security.

Knock, knock... the door was knocked.

Hanna went to open the door and saw Minnie standing outside, Hanna was surprised and asked, "Minister of Internal Affairs? Why are you here?"

Minnie, unlike her usual serious demeanor, smiled warmly at Hanna, "I heard from the kitchen today that the Queen hasn’t eaten, so I came over to check. Is the Queen feeling unwell?"

Since Moore is so young and not yet married to the Queen, and the Queen Mother is still alive, everyone still directly addresses Gulit as the Queen.

"This..."

The news of Moore’s illness was still kept secret, and Hanna couldn’t possibly say that the Princess was too heartbroken over Moore’s illness to eat.

Taking advantage of Hanna’s daze, Minnie walked in.

She saw the tear-streaked faces of the two and was surprised, asking, "Queen, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?"

"..."

"Did you suffer some sort of grievance?"

In front of outsiders, Gulit always maintained her elegance and propriety, "No..."

"Then why? You haven’t even eaten today."

"I had no appetite today, so I didn’t eat. You’ve been very considerate."

Minnie had a good impression of Gulit. She was gentle, sincere, and favored by everyone from the Queen Mother down to the maids.

"Queen, you must take care of your health, the young Sultan is still so little."

Minnie’s words brought a sliver of warmth to Gulit’s fragile heart. Thinking of her son’s situation, Gulit started crying again.

Minnie looked at the crying Gulit in surprise, asking, "Queen, what’s the matter?"

Gulit shook her head, unwilling to explain.

Even though the Night Owl refused to help her son, she still didn’t dare go against him. She knew that she and her son were only alive because they still had some utility.

Since the Night Owl was considering replacing Moore with another child, it meant Moore wasn’t irreplaceable. If she angered the Night Owl, and he really found another child to replace Moore, then Moore would truly be in danger.

"Are you missing the former Sultan?" Minnie asked tentatively.

Gulit paused, and thinking of the deceased Kiya, she cried even harder.

"Kiya was a very good person."

"Yes..." Mentioning the late Kiya saddened Minnie. It was hard to accept that their great, wise former Sultan died in a car accident.

Minnie consoled, "Don’t be sad, Queen. You still have the young Sultan."

Minnie looked at Moore sleeping soundly on the bed. Perhaps because of her suspicion, the more she looked, the less he resembled Kiya—perhaps Aru looked more like Kiya.

"The young Sultan is truly adorable."

Gulit smiled, "He’s very well-behaved and sensible... Maybe it’s due to lacking a father’s love, he feels particularly insecure."

"Ah, poor child."

While rare to have someone to talk to, Gulit’s tears flowed again, and Hanna suddenly said, "Minister of Internal Affairs, please help our princess..."

"Hanna!" Gulit stopped her.

Hanna cried, saying to Gulit, "Princess, if this continues, the young Sultan will really die..."

The more Minnie listened, the more surprised she became, "Hanna, what’s wrong with the young Sultan?"

Hanna fell silent, looking at Gulit. Gulit thought for a moment and said, "Minnie, could you do me a favor?"

"Queen, please tell me."

"Could you inform the media that Moore has leukemia and urgently needs a suitable bone marrow match, asking everyone to help... Otherwise... Otherwise, Moore will die."

After weighing her options, Gulit decided she could not sit idly by any longer. Moore’s illness wouldn’t improve on its own. And if Moore didn’t get better, he would certainly be abandoned by the Night Owl.

"The young Sultan is ill?" Minnie asked in shock.

Gulit nodded vehemently, already beyond words. Minnie could come and go freely from the Imperial Palace, so Gulit could only turn to her for help.

This was her only recourse.

"This..."

"Minnie, I beg you... please take pity on him..."

Minnie was very cautious. She never imagined Moore was sick. She had only come because Adrian suggested Moore might not be Kiya’s child, so she came to check.

Unexpectedly, not only did she see that Moore did not resemble Kiya in any way, but he actually bore a slight resemblance to the Night Owl.

Minnie’s gaze swept over Gulit’s face. Gulit seemed very honest, but did she really do something so questionable behind Kiya’s back?

"Minnie, please, for the sake of Moore being a pitiful child, help him. He will really die otherwise."

"Does the Chief Guard know?"

Gulit’s body shrunk a little, looking very frightened, "He... he doesn’t know."

"Why don’t you tell the Chief Guard?"

"This..."

Minnie looked at Gulit’s hesitant demeanor and asked, "Queen, the Chief Guard he..." Minnie didn’t know what to say.

Gulit pursed her lips and said nothing.

Actually, she and the Night Owl were on the same boat. If something happened to the Night Owl, she and Moore wouldn’t fare well either.

The fact that Moore wasn’t Kiya’s son was always like a sword hanging over her head, uncertain when it might drop.

"I heard the Chief Guard is keeping a woman in the palace. Do you know about this?" Minnie probed for information.

Kiya’s father had built a palace for his concubine. The Night Owl let Sienna Johnson live in it, and it was heavily guarded; even Minnie’s people couldn’t enter.

Gulit shook her head. Her daily life revolved around Moore; she barely even left her own palace, let alone knew of these matters.