The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 710 - 751: I’m Hitting You

"It wasn’t my cousin who did it, it was you!"

After weighing her options, Bella Ford made the most beneficial choice for herself, pointing angrily at Sienna Johnson.

"You must compensate me for my dress!"

"I won’t pay!"

"If you won’t pay, then don’t think about leaving here today!"

Sienna Johnson didn’t take Bella Ford seriously at all. "Really? Well then, I look forward to seeing whether or not you can actually keep me here!"

"Cousin, look at her, she is so arrogant! So outrageous!" Bella Ford complained to Melanie Carpenter.

"Sienna Johnson, get out of my house now, you’re not welcome here!"

"But I was invited here. Is this how the Carpenter family treats its guests? Kicking them out just like that?"

"I never invited you!"

"Right, it was Mr. Carpenter who invited me! Hence, you have no right to ask me to leave!"

"Everyone, I need to clear up one thing! Miss Carpenter’s son is not Sixth Master’s! Please don’t misunderstand! If this lie is repeated a hundred times, it will turn into the truth. I really fear that this shameless lie will continue to spread, and our Sixth Master will suddenly gain an illegitimate son! As for who the child’s father is..." Sienna Johnson looked towards Melanie Carpenter, "It’s better to ask Miss Carpenter..."

"Devin Desmond is Sixth Brother’s!" Melanie Carpenter insisted. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Sienna Johnson walked over, slapped Melanie Carpenter’s face, and scolded, "Melanie Carpenter, have you no shame? Accusing my husband of fathering any Tom, Dick, or Harry’s child? You’re so despicable, producing a child that even its own father doesn’t want!"

"Sienna Johnson!"

"I’m warning you! The next time you dare say that unwanted son of yours is my husband’s, I will smack you! Every time you say it, I will slap you! Until you finally grasp the lesson!"

The commotion here attracted quite a crowd. Everyone watched the drama unfold, but no one stepped up to intervene.

"Sorry for causing a scene. When someone shamelessly tries to foist an unwanted child onto my husband, I have to take her down a notch. Otherwise, she might feign amnesia and start talking nonsense again!"

"You dare hit me? Sienna Johnson! I will kill you!" Melanie Carpenter was utterly infuriated by Sienna Johnson and charged towards her.

"Madam!" Rosie Cooper shielded Sienna Johnson. Before Melanie Carpenter could lunge at her, Sienna Johnson reached out and pulled a handful of hair from Melanie Carpenter’s head.

Feeling a sharp pain on her scalp, Melanie Carpenter, in a fit of rage, charged at Sienna Johnson. Sienna Johnson dodged smoothly, slipping behind Rosie Cooper. Rosie Cooper blocked Sienna Johnson, getting her face scratched by Melanie Carpenter in the process. The bloody scratches were clearly evident, but Rosie Cooper just stood there, not retaliating.

"Sienna Johnson, if you have guts, stop hiding!"

Sienna Johnson chuckled. "I don’t have guts!"

Having achieved her purpose, Sienna Johnson wasn’t interested in chatting with them any longer. "Everyone, I’ll take my leave first. You’re all welcome to come and seduce my man!"

A stunned silence followed.

"The position of Mrs. Desmond is always open to those with ability, strategy, and ambition."

With a handful of Melanie Carpenter’s hair gripped tightly in her hand, Sienna Johnson left.

Blinded by rage, Melanie Carpenter completely overlooked the fact that Sienna Johnson had "collected" a few strands of her hair.

I wonder if Adrian Desmond managed to get Elliot Carpenter’s hair.

While Sienna Johnson was busy driving Melanie Carpenter crazy, Adrian Desmond was accompanying Elliot Carpenter in a game of Go.

"ACHOO! ACHOO..." Adrian Desmond sneezed a few times; his nose had been itching.

"Caught a cold?"

"No."

Adrian Desmond rubbed his nose, and after a while, he stopped sneezing.

Adrian Desmond’s uncle had taught him Go when he was a child. He had been quite restless back then, so his uncle taught him the game to cultivate patience.

"Your Go skills have improved a lot," Elliot Carpenter said, placing a stone.

"Sienna is very good at Go. We occasionally play together," Adrian Desmond responded.

"She plays Go as well?" Elliot Carpenter looked up at Adrian Desmond and asked.

"She’s excellent."

Her memory is exceptional. Painting, piano, dance, Go... she excels at them all. She knew so much, yet all Adrian Desmond could feel was a pang in his heart for her. In those memories he couldn’t touch, a little girl had desperately learned one thing after another, all to win her mother’s affection. That version of Sienna Johnson made Adrian Desmond’s heart ache.

"Feelings can’t be forced. I’ve come to terms with it..."

Adrian Desmond was about to place a stone. Hearing his uncle’s open-minded statement, he paused to look at Elliot Carpenter.

"Uncle, you’re not angry with me anymore?"

Elliot Carpenter patted his shoulder and smiled. "I consider you my own son. What father stays angry with his son for long? And don’t blame your uncle for hitting you... Melanie is my only daughter, and look at the state she’s in..."

He sighed as he spoke. "Even though you two weren’t meant to be husband and wife, she’s still my only daughter and your cousin. You need to love her just as you love Paige, understand?"

"Uncle, it’s not that I don’t want to agree to your request, but you know how Melanie feels about me. I really don’t dare to be good to her; I’m afraid she’ll misunderstand. Uncle, Melanie will find her own happiness, but the man who can give her that happiness is definitely not me!"

"I understand. Consider what I just said unsaid," Elliot Carpenter replied, sounding reasonable.

The game of Go concluded. Adrian Desmond had won, and Elliot Carpenter had lost. Adrian Desmond hadn’t intentionally let him win.

"Do you want to play another round?" Adrian Desmond asked.

Elliot Carpenter waved his hand. "I’m old, too old..."

A servant removed the Go board. Adrian Desmond, concerned about Sienna Johnson, said to Elliot Carpenter, "Uncle, you’re the birthday host today. Aren’t you going out to greet your guests?"

"Those people outside are all strangers to me. The ones I was close to back then are either dead or injured... they’re all gone..." Elliot Carpenter said, his voice tinged with sorrow. He paused for a moment before continuing, "I don’t even know if I’ll live to see my next birthday."

Adrian Desmond said, "Uncle, you’ll definitely live to a ripe old age."

"Enough of that. I called you here today because I want to discuss business."

"Uncle, if you’re short on funds, you can tell me," Adrian Desmond offered generously.

"...Adrian, I’ve been thinking. I still believe the drug trade is the most profitable business, so I plan to return to my old ways. I’ve set my sights on the Orienta market. Isn’t your woman from Orienta? And she owns a pharmaceutical factory, doesn’t she? I plan to use your woman’s pharmaceutical factory to sell my drugs to that country with its billion-plus population..."

Adrian Desmond was stunned. He hadn’t expected his uncle to want to return to that illicit trade. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Elliot Carpenter said, displeased, "What, can’t you even make a decision on this?"