The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 708 - 749: Playing an Interesting Game

Sienna Johnson was speechless. Her Curly didn’t want to see George.

"Mr. Hunter, it’s better to go after George. There are many people at the banquet, and it won’t be good if he gets lost," she said.

Owen Hunter was unconcerned. "Don’t worry, our son won’t get lost."

Sienna really didn’t want to see Aria Harris’s face, so she made an excuse and left.

Because her childhood experiences attending banquets had never been pleasant, Sienna had always disliked attending them.

This time, if it hadn’t involved Elliot Carpenter, she still wouldn’t have attended.

Melanie Carpenter wasn’t cunning enough to be a threat, but Elliot was different.

A man who had appeared so suddenly, shrouded in mystery, always made Sienna feel uneasy.

As she walked, the anklets she wore chimed with a crisp sound.

Night Owl had asked her to investigate Adrian Desmond’s batch of firearms, but after that, there had been no further word. This silence before the storm made Sienna even more uneasy. She wouldn’t naively believe that Night Owl had experienced a change of heart and mercifully let her go. Night Owl, Elliot Carpenter... In her mind, a thread linked the two. She had a bold speculation: could Elliot Carpenter be one of Night Owl’s men?

"Madam, watch out!" Sienna had been too absorbed in her thoughts and almost bumped into a pillar, but luckily Rosie Cooper stopped her.

"Thank you."

In such a setting, Sienna dared not let her mind wander anymore.

"Madam, you don’t look well," Rosie observed. "I just saw a lounge chair on the balcony. Would you like to go rest there for a while?"

Adrian Desmond still hadn’t arrived, and with no one to introduce her to friends, she felt tired and alone. "Alright," she agreed.

So, Sienna went to the lounge chair on the balcony, half-reclined, and closed her eyes to rest.

She only closed her eyes but couldn’t fall asleep. This event made her feel insecure; her nerves were constantly on edge.

...

"Did you guys see that pregnant woman with Sixth Master today?"

"Yes, we did."

"Who is she, do you know?"

"Who else could it be? She must be Sixth Master’s Oriental wife."

"Have you heard? For her, he promised to marry only her. I don’t know what tricks she used to make Sixth Master so devoted to her."

...

Sienna realized that when attending a banquet, she really shouldn’t go to quiet places, as she would invariably hear too much gossip there. And wouldn’t you know it, she had now become the main subject of said gossip.

Sienna was currently on the balcony. There were two large-leafed plants there, and as she lay on the lounge chair behind them, she was completely hidden from view. The gossiping women, remarkably, hadn’t noticed her, a whole living person, there.

"Mad—"

"SHH..." Sienna stopped Rosie. She wanted to hear what nasty things they were saying about her.

"Melanie? ... Melanie, come over here..."

Melanie Carpenter’s arrival piqued Sienna’s interest. She still hadn’t gotten a strand of Melanie’s hair yet. That was one of her main reasons for coming today. Getting a strand of Melanie’s hair without arousing any suspicion—that would be a bit tricky.

"What are you all doing here?" Melanie asked with a soft, gentle smile.

Through a gap in the lush leaves, Sienna saw her profile. Gentle and submissive, she seemed to be the same Melanie from all those years ago.

"Melanie, is that woman with Sixth Master today the homewrecker who ruined your marriage?"

Melanie lowered her gaze, her watery eyes filled with an unbearable sadness.

"Melanie, tell us."

"...Don’t ask. I don’t want to say anything." Melanie’s evasive words only further piqued the women’s gossiping curiosity.

"Melanie, just tell us. We’re just curious. What methods did she use to hook Sixth Master?"

"Exactly! Besides being pretty, what’s so good about that woman? Melanie, she’s not as gentle and considerate as you, her cooking isn’t as good... and she’s jealous, not letting Sixth Master marry other women. I really don’t know what he sees in her."

Melanie’s tears fell, but she remained silent, portraying herself as the victim.

"Melanie, don’t be sad. A woman who relies on her looks won’t last long. Sixth Master is just enjoying the novelty. He’ll lose interest over time..."

"Yeah, Melanie, what are you scared of her for? Don’t forget, you even bore Sixth Master a son..."

Hearing this, Sienna couldn’t listen anymore. It was one thing for them to call her a homewrecker, but to think they wanted to saddle Adrian Desmond with a son that wasn’t even his?

"Miss Carpenter, you bore Sixth Master a son? How come I was never informed?"

Sienna’s words silenced all the women.

She got up from the lounge chair, walked past the lush green plants, and stood before them.

The moment Melanie saw Sienna, she could no longer maintain her facade of gentleness and fragility. Her eyes flashed with a crazed hatred as she looked at Sienna.

"Sienna Johnson, I didn’t expect you to have a habit of eavesdropping!" Melanie said sarcastically.

"Ha! There’s a lounge chair here. I, a pregnant woman, naturally assumed it was for resting. I certainly didn’t realize it was an invitation to overhear your conversation!"

...

"Actually, I didn’t want to listen at all!" Sienna’s gaze swept across the women. "If you were all so curious, why didn’t you just ask me directly?"

...

"Do you want to know how I made Sixth Master fall head over heels for me?" Sienna looked at their expressions and chuckled.

"What method did you use?" one of the women boldly asked.

Some of them were married, and their husbands had more than one wife. Deep down, they too wished their husbands were devoted only to them. So, they were all intensely curious about what method Sienna had used to make a man like Sixth Master so utterly devoted to her.

Melanie’s face was now contorted with rage. "Sienna Johnson, what do you have to be so arrogant about? Sixth Master will see your true colors eventually!"

Enraged, Melanie picked up a half-empty glass of red wine that someone had left on the balcony and was about to splash it on Sienna. But Sienna stepped forward, gripped her hand, and they struggled covertly.

"Not ready to admit defeat, are you?"

...

"It’s useless even if you don’t accept it! Sixth Master simply loves me, is devoted to me, and can’t be without me."

...

"Melanie Carpenter, don’t you dare say I stole your man! I really didn’t! Sixth Master chased me relentlessly. I went back to Orienta, and he even followed me there, offering to be a live-in husband. It’s all quite vexing for me too, you know."

Sienna’s words provoked the onlookers’ fury; they couldn’t stand her arrogant demeanor.

"Stop wasting your breath with such sour words. If any of you have what it takes, go ahead and try to lure Sixth Master away from me..."

...

Sienna cast a seductive glance, her red lips curling into a smirk. "How about we play a little game?"