The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Adrian Desmond sat on a rock, watching the swallows build their nests on the cliffs. Those were precious nests and every year these swallows would bring a hefty profit for that greedy woman, Sienna Johnson.

It’s the season for harvesting again, but Sienna is not here.

Adrian closed his eyes, recalling the first time he and Sienna came to Swallow Island. That woman actually wanted him to strip; he thought she wanted to make love with him on this deserted island, but she only wanted his clothes to harvest the nests.

Adrian suddenly felt very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable. The longing was like a tide, engulfing him.

Life without Sienna was terrifying, Adrian was truly scared he might never find Sienna again.

If only he knew where Night Owl had hidden Sienna, Adrian would storm into the Imperial Palace and kill that man.

"Sienna, you’re so clever, if I can’t find you, you’ll surely find me, right?"

"..."

"I won’t go anywhere, just stay at our home in Sileria City, waiting with the kids for you to return..."

"..."

"You must come back, I miss you, miss you so much."

...

Abyanabad Imperial Palace,

Night Owl’s arm was injured in an explosion; he was lucky for being just about to leave, right at the door when the explosion happened, otherwise, he’d be blown to pieces.

That damn Adrian!

Night Owl had tortured Adrian enough, he was determined to kill him!

"Can’t get in touch with Josie?" Night Owl asked.

"Yes, no contact for now."

"Josie hasn’t contacted us either?" Night Owl asked.

"No, she hasn’t."

Night Owl’s right arm was bandaged and hung around his neck for support. This posture was really ridiculous.

"I understand, you may go now."

Night Owl dismissed everyone, staying alone in the room as the anesthesia on his arm wore off, causing severe pain, making him gnash his teeth in hate.

"Adrian, I really underestimated your guts, daring to barge into the Imperial Palace at night."

"..."

"Unfortunately, you’re just a fake!" Night Owl said gleefully.

Night Owl pulled out his phone, opened it, revealing the scenes of him making love with Josie; as a return gift, Night Owl sent this video to Adrian.

He was in pain and wanted Adrian to hurt even more.

"Hehe... enjoy it well."

...

Adrian received this video while on his way back to Sileria City.

As soon as he opened it, a woman’s moaning filled the car, making everyone inside extremely uncomfortable.

Adrian just laughed, "Just a counterfeit!"

The crew from Marion didn’t dare to show any reaction or discuss such matters with Adrian, they wished they could disappear into the ground.

Adrian casually deleted the video.

His woman was not a whore, to be so loudly pleasured after being raped.

...

Johnson Family,

Adrian hadn’t been back in almost three weeks, and upon return, he immediately went to see the kids. Curly was off to school, the twins were sunbathing in the yard, and Sheehan was there too.

"Mom, I’m back."

Pauline Briggs was changing Hugo’s diaper, and she jumped at Adrian’s sudden appearance, "Adrian, you’re back?"

"Yes."

Adrian looked at the twins and suddenly hugged Sheehan nearby, "Sheehan, did you miss Dad?"

"Mom?" Sheehan frowned, calling for Mom.

Adrian’s smile vanished; he didn’t know how to respond to his son’s question.

The twins were still young and didn’t know to look for Mom, yet Sheehan still remembered her.

"Sheehan..."

Pauline Briggs also asked, "Adrian? Sienna? Still not found?" It’s been so long that Pauline had been worried every day.

Adrian consoled Pauline, saying, "We are close to finding her."

Pauline felt upset, "After all this time..." but didn’t want to express too many complaints. Adrian had grown thin recently, clearly having a rough time.

"You must not have had lunch yet; let me prepare food for you."

"Mom, I’m not hungry."

"Not hungry, you still must eat. Look at you, you’re so thin, almost like a pole."

Adrian: ...

Pauline handed the twins over for Adrian to watch and headed to the kitchen to cook for him.

The weather in Sileria City was getting colder, leaves had turned yellow and covered the ground; the wind felt chilly, but at noon, basking in the sunlight, it was still warm.

Adrian looked at Sheehan, then at the twins, feeling delighted in his heart.

"Hugo, you little pig, you’ve gotten chubbier..."

Looking again at the little daughter, Claire, who seemed not to have been nourished well in the womb, couldn’t grow plump despite eating, appearing frail compared to her brother.

Adrian put down Sheehan, picked up his little daughter, Claire didn’t seem to recognize him but didn’t treat him as a stranger; otherwise, she’d cry loudly.

"Claire, I’m Dad; don’t you remember?"

"..."

"Daddy is sad, you don’t remember me."

Adrian placed Claire in the stroller, trying to amuse them, "Ah..." Suddenly, Adrian showed a pained expression; his cheeks puffed up, and a white ping-pong ball emerged from his mouth.

The twins stared in wide-eyed astonishment, seeing their father like this, making Adrian want to laugh.

"An egg!"

"..."

"Oh... there’s another egg..." Adrian showed a pained expression again, then another white ping-pong ball fell out of his mouth.

"Another egg."

The twins opened their mouths wide, focused entirely on Adrian’s mouth, completely oblivious to how eggs emerged from their father’s mouth.

"Oh... ah... more coming..."

"..."

"More, more, more..." An endless stream of eggs popped out of Adrian’s mouth, even Sheehan next was shocked.

Actually, Adrian just slipped ping-pong balls into his mouth when they weren’t paying attention and then spat them out, leveraging his gambling skills; such tricks were easy, and the audience were still young children, naturally easy to fool.

"Egg? From the mouth?" Sheehan didn’t understand why Dad was producing eggs, as TV showed only chickens making eggs.

After Adrian put on a series of mouth magic tricks, the twins finally warmed up to him.

Sheehan extended his hand to take the egg from Adrian’s hand; so many eggs were produced earlier, but now there’s only one egg in the hand?

Little Sheehan felt somewhat confused.

Adrian said, "This is called magic."

"Magic?"

"Yes, when you grow up, I’ll teach you."

However, recalling Sienna’s conservative nature, if Adrian dared teach his son gambling tricks, Sienna would have a lot to say.

God knows how much he longed to hear her complaints now.

"Permission from Mom is needed."

"..."

"But I doubt Mom will agree. In your mom’s eyes, I’m the bad guy, soon may lead you astray."