The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Li doesn’t quite understand how this matter should be handled.

Li asked, "Master, can I kill Minnie?" It’s the most straightforward solution.

Night Owl turned to look at Li; earlier Nissan had asked the same question. Do his subordinates only know how to kill?

"Use your brains before acting."

Li lowered his head, still not comprehending Night Owl’s meaning, "Don’t kill Minnie?"

Night Owl felt he had overestimated their intelligence and patiently explained to Li,

"Minnie has always had no interaction with Gulit. Suddenly wanting to meet him makes me suspect she might have been in touch with someone previously."

The guard told Night Owl that these days Minnie had been lingering around his sleeping quarters, trying various excuses to get inside. Night Owl suspected someone might have sent her to scout for information.

"Go investigate whether Minnie has met Adrian Desmond and if she’s looking for Sienna Johnson!"

Li didn’t know how Night Owl deduced all this, but since he was instructed, he would follow Night Owl’s lead.

"Yes, I’m on it now."

Night Owl stood by the lakeside for a while longer before turning to leave.

...

After leaving the Imperial Palace, Minnie went to several media outlets. Upon hearing Moore’s illness, they promised to report it.

But a week passed, and Minnie still saw no reports about Moore’s illness in the media.

Minnie went back to those media outlets, but they refused to see her at all.

She had no choice but to seek out Adrian Desmond.

She visited him, but Adrian Desmond didn’t see her. Yet that night, he suddenly appeared in Minnie’s room.

"Mr. Desmond, what are you doing here? You startled me."

Adrian Desmond spoke directly, "Why did you seek me out? What’s going on?"

"The young Sultan is ill, did you know?"

"I didn’t."

Adrian Desmond wasn’t concerned about Moore; he only wanted information on Sienna Johnson, "Did you find out if my wife is in the Imperial Palace?"

"Your cousin Gulit, whom you call Night Owl, has a mysterious woman hidden in his quarters, but I couldn’t get in, so I’m unsure if she’s the one you’re looking for."

"Where is Night Owl’s quarters located?"

"In that white building by the lake."

Adrian Desmond asked, "That building is heavily guarded; do you know how many guards there are?"

"When I passed by, I saw two at the door and there were five inside at the time."

Indeed, heavily guarded; Adrian Desmond speculated Sienna Johnson might truly be inside.

"Thank you." Adrian Desmond took out a card and handed it to Minnie, saying, "Here’s your reward."

Minnie instantly declined, her face resuming a serious expression, "Keep it! I’m not helping you for money!"

"It’s the gesture that counts!"

"I appreciate your sentiment."

Seeing she wasn’t joking, Adrian Desmond really put it away, kindly warning her, "Don’t involve yourself with Moore’s issues; you’ve been watched."

"Who? Night Owl?"

"Yes."

"How can that be? I’ve been very careful."

Adrian Desmond sternly stated, "Night Owl probably knows we’ve met; he knows I sent you to investigate Sienna Johnson. We shouldn’t meet anymore."

Minnie didn’t expect things to be so serious, "You’ve been so cautious; how could he possibly know?"

Adrian Desmond didn’t say much more and turned to leave. Minnie called out to him, and he asked, "What else do you need?"

"Well, can you help Moore?"

Keeping one’s promises, Minnie had agreed to assist Gulit and should do so.

"How do you want me to help?"

"Just tell the media about Moore’s illness; let them report it."

"Alright."

Adrian Desmond agreed, and since Minnie refused the reward, let this serve as a token of appreciation.

"Thank you, Mr. Desmond."

Adrian Desmond looked at Minnie, warning, "Minnie, don’t meddle in other’s affairs too much, or trouble will find you."

"Thanks for the warning."

...

Adrian Desmond left Minnie and went directly to find Dan Taylor.

He didn’t bring any bodyguards, resembling a lone wolf in the night.

Arriving at the Taylor residence, Adrian Desmond didn’t go through the front door but climbed the wall. Just as he was about to knock, he heard Dan Taylor and his wife "busy" inside.

Being interrupted during such affairs isn’t pleasant. Adrian Desmond deeply related, so he patiently waited outside.

Inside, the sounds of passion filled the air, yet Adrian Desmond was calm, his mind full of thoughts about Sienna Johnson, wondering what she was doing at that time, and if Night Owl was bullying her...

In a flash of distraction, things inside became quiet, and Adrian Desmond called Dan Taylor out.

...

In the reception room, Dan Taylor was shocked to see Adrian Desmond, who appeared to be in bad shape, much thinner, guzzling down whiskey in a manner that spoke of drowning his sorrows.

"Did your woman dump you again?"

Adrian Desmond glared at him, restraining himself not to throw his glass at him.

"No!"

Dan Taylor was dressed in a robe, bearing traces of the scent of a woman.

He poured Adrian Desmond another drink and asked, "When did you return to Abyanabad?"

"Two weeks ago."

"Why didn’t you tell us when you returned?"

Dan Taylor regarded Adrian Desmond unfavorably for being friendless, since marrying his wife, he’d nearly cut ties with them.

"Came back for business."

Dan Taylor and the others knew about Adrian Desmond’s business bankruptcy and assumed he returned to Abyanabad to handle business matters. Generously, Dan Taylor said,

"Need money, right? Borrow as much as you need, don’t be polite with me."

"..."

"I have many wives, costs are high, but I still have some money; if it’s not enough, I can borrow from others."

Dan Taylor assumed Adrian Desmond came to borrow money. Adrian Desmond frowned, "Even bankrupt, I’m richer than you."

"You and I aren’t comparable; you have only one wife, I have 13 wives.

Your wife is so frugal, not spending a dime, unlike my 13 wives who wish to buy the whole world."

"Then why marry so many wives?"

In recent years, Dan Taylor had married another three or four, which Adrian Desmond was aware of.

"I didn’t want to, so many beautiful women; when I see them, I fall in love. What can I do?"

Adrian Desmond chuckled softly, finishing another glass of liquor. He found Dan Taylor’s pouring pace too slow and poured himself, with Dan Taylor yet to finish his glass, Adrian Desmond had already consumed half a bottle.

"Hey, you’re not here just to mooch drinks, are you?"

"..."

"Hey, this bottle has been my treasure for several years, you’re wasting it."