The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Adrian Desmond didn’t dare to make a rash move against Night Owl, yet he didn’t let Night Owl have it easy either.

When the news of Moore’s illness broke out, the people of Abyanabad were furious. Night Owl also reacted quickly; the spokesperson from the Abyanabad Imperial Palace immediately came out to refute the rumors, claiming the little Sultan was very healthy and everything was just a rumor.

Dan Taylor’s newspaper was shut down for alleged rumor-mongering and damaging the Royal family’s reputation. Adrian paid Dan a sum of money to calm him down.

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In the Abyanabad Imperial Palace,

Adrian slipped in alone, dressed in black, his figure almost blending with the night.

Before returning to Abyanabad, Adrian found Kiya and obtained a more detailed map of the palace, memorizing the entire layout of the Abyanabad Imperial Palace.

His mission to infiltrate the palace today was to find Gulit.

The palace guards couldn’t stop him; Night Owl’s men couldn’t stop him either. After all, he was once a top assassin from Death Island.

"Wah..." A baby’s cry echoed loudly in the night.

Standing on a tree, Adrian confirmed that the crying sound came from the sleeping quarters where Gulit resided.

Compared to the place Night Owl resided, this place had much weaker guards. Adrian easily slipped in.

"Moore, be good, stop crying... sob... Moore, mommy knows you’re not feeling well..."

Gulit, comforting the child, unintentionally looked up and saw a strange man suddenly appear in the room.

Gulit hugged the child tightly, fearfully asking, "Who are you? How did you get in? What do you want? If you dare harm my child, I’ll scream."

"Minnie, does that name ring a bell?" Adrian mentioned the familiar name Minnie to Gulit, and indeed, Gulit did not scream for help.

The child kept crying; the sound served as a cover, helping Adrian hide his tracks.

"Did Minnie send you to find me?"

"Sort of." Adrian got to the point, "I came to find you because of Moore."

Hearing Adrian mention Moore, Gulit was very wary, "What are you going to do?"

"Minnie sought me out to spread the news of Moore’s illness. I had the newspapers report on Moore’s condition, but Night Owl convened a press conference that night, claiming the reports were fake and shut down my friend’s newspaper...

The news of Moore’s illness has now been suppressed by Night Owl."

"Sob..." Despair surged in her heart, and Gulit cried along with her son. She struggled but couldn’t change Moore’s fate.

She cried for her poor son and hated her own uselessness.

If Moore’s mother wasn’t as useless as herself, surely he could have grown up healthy and strong.

Adrian’s hardened heart was moved by this woman; the love of a mother for her child is the same all over the world, isn’t it?

"Stop crying. If you are willing to do as I say, I can find someone to treat your son." Adrian promised.

Gulit stopped crying, looking at Adrian in disbelief, "Really?"

"Yes."

Gulit couldn’t hide her excitement, at a loss for words, "If you can save my son, I would pray for you before God every day!"

Adrian wasn’t moved by this; he took out his phone and said to Gulit, "I need to record a video. You need to tell the people of Abyanabad about Moore’s illness and how Night Owl oppresses you and your son while controlling the regime."

"Okay, okay..."

Gulit would do anything to save Moore.

Without grooming or dressing up, she held Moore in her arms, speaking into the phone’s camera with sorrow, "I am Gulit, and this is my son Moore in my arms. Moore has leukemia and needs a bone marrow match. Please help save Moore; he’s so young..."

Gulit burst into tears, breaking down as Moore, uncomfortable, kept crying.

Since Adrian had four children, he had a bit more compassion for children. Adrian said, "Try to comfort the child."

Gulit, overwhelmed with grief, said, "He’s sick, uncomfortable. I can’t comfort him..."

Due to her son’s illness, Gulit was anxious and stressed, causing blisters on her lips.

"Talk about Night Owl."

Now completely at odds with Night Owl, Gulit would have exposed Night Owl for not treating Moore’s illness and watching the child suffer had it not been for the fear that revealing Moore’s true identity might harm him.

"...Murray, he’s not really my cousin. I have no cousin. Murray’s real identity is Night Owl.

He has control over me and Moore. He knows Moore is sick, yet not only does he refuse treatment, but he’s also looking to replace Moore with another child...

Night Owl is heartless, inhuman..."

"..."

"I am risking my life speaking up today; if Moore and I die, it must be because Night Owl killed us."

Gulit showed Moore’s face to the people of Abyanabad, "Look at Moore clearly. There’s a birthmark on his arm..." Gulit rolled up her son’s sleeve, revealing the birthmark.

Gulit did this out of fear that if the video were broadcasted and Night Owl killed Moore, he would replace him with another child.

"Night Owl has imprisoned us. Since Moore got sick, Night Owl hasn’t invited a doctor for Moore... Moore is in pain, crying relentlessly, unable to drink milk. Please, help Moore... Save my son..."

That was enough. Adrian paused and saved the video.

"It’s done."

Gulit was still crying, her eyes swollen, her vision impaired from crying too much recently.

"Will this help Moore?"

"Yes!"

Adrian glanced at Moore, noting the child didn’t resemble Kiya but instead bore some likeness to Night Owl, sparking doubts in his mind.

"Is Moore Kiya’s biological son?"

Gulit abruptly stopped crying, holding Moore tightly, not daring to look Adrian in the eye.

Though Gulit said nothing, Adrian understood.

Moore was not Kiya’s child.

Adrian planned to go back and tell Paige Desmond about this. Sienna Johnson said if a woman truly loves a man, she cannot tolerate betrayal.

Would Paige be pleased to find out Moore isn’t Kiya’s child?

"Where are you going?"

"It’s almost dawn; I should leave now." If it were daylight, it would be hard for him to leave.

"You will save Moore, right?"

"Yes!"

"How do you plan to save my son?"

Adrian seemed like a lifeline, and Gulit was genuinely afraid this man would leave and not fulfill his promise.

"Just wait. At the earliest, in three days, at the latest, a week, your son will receive treatment. I can only promise to find a doctor to treat your son, but I can’t guarantee whether he can be cured or not."