"Mai, you just wait for !"
After hanging up the phone, Adrian Desmond angrily drove off by himself.
Walter Klein felt nervous and hurriedly dragged Tatu to follow him. He feared that sothing might happen, and he wouldn’t be able to handle Adrian alone! Walter was even cunning enough to think, If I were to die, I would drag Tatu down with !
Adrian’s car was very fast; even Tatu’s excellent driving skills couldn’t catch up. Walter, in the passenger seat, anxiously urged, "Hurry up, drive faster! We’re about to lose him."
"Why don’t you drive!" Tatu retorted with annoyance.
"If my driving skills were better than yours, would I let you drive?"
"Then just shut up!"
When Adrian was in a bad mood, everyone else grew agitated too. Everyone had been on edge lately!
「...」
「Savor Western Restaurant.」
After hanging up the phone with that man, Sienna Johnson began feeling uneasy. Through years of experience, she was no longer the naive woman she used to be. Her emotions—joy, anger, sadness, and happiness—which could easily expose her inner thoughts, were now deeply concealed.
However, that man had effortlessly made her feel terrified and unsettled once more.
Sienna had long forgotten the hurt that man had caused her, but fear seed to be engraved in her bones. She had forgotten him, forgotten everything, yet she could never forget the fear.
"What’s wrong? You look terrible. Are you feeling unwell?"
Sienna ca out of the restroom and took her seat. Smiling at Kenneth Brown, who was dressed in a suit, she said, "Nothing, I’m just a little tired recently."
Kenneth took Sienna’s hand. "Sienna, you’re not alone anymore. You have ... Please, don’t work yourself so hard in the future, okay? Leave it to ; I’ll help you."
Sienna looked at Kenneth. He had a gentle smile, and his focused eyes held her reflection.
AHEM, AHEM. Kenneth cleared his throat. "There’s sothing I’m embarrassed to say while you’re looking at like that. Can you close your eyes?"
Sienna was a smart woman. The two of them were currently discussing marriage, and Kenneth had dressed so formally, inviting her to such an elegant and expensive restaurant. Clearly, he had a reason...
As he wished, Sienna closed her eyes.
After a while, the sound of a violin drifted to her ears, playing a tender lody. Kenneth snapped his fingers and said, "My queen, you can open your eyes now."
Sienna slowly opened her eyes. In front of her, a man knelt on one knee, looking very nervous. He held a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a small box in the other. "This is the most nervous I’ve ever been in my life," he confessed. "Please don’t make fun of ."
The restaurant lights dimd, leaving only the flickering candlelight at their table, casting a surreal glow on their faces.
Sienna, leaning on her cheek, smiled bewitchingly at him. Kenneth Brown was instantly spellbound. "This is the first ti I’ve been proposed to! Actually, I’m a little nervous too."
"Sienna, will you marry ?"
Kenneth was obviously very nervous. Holding the ring box felt like grasping a hot potato, and beads of sweat even ford on the tip of his nose.
A mischievous urge rose in Sienna’s heart. She reached out, hooked Kenneth’s chin, and then gently caressed it with her pinky finger. She felt his body tremble slightly. "Your expression makes feel like you’re marrying out of necessity."
"Sienna, after all these years, don’t you understand my heart?"
Sienna was about to withdraw her hand, but Kenneth grasped it, his large hand enveloping hers. Its warmth was comforting, sothing to be cherished.
"Marry , Sienna. I’ll treat you well for the rest of my life."
Sienna waved her hand, dismissing the violinist. Now alone, they could speak more privately.
"Kenneth, we can get married, but before we do, we need to sign a prenuptial agreent." Sienna didn’t elaborate. However, being as clever as he was, Kenneth Brown naturally understood the agreent’s content: it primarily concerned property rights and ownership.
Kenneth looked at Sienna, not particularly surprised. "Although I’m marrying into the Johnson family, I don’t plan to live off you. Your money is your money. If, one day, we part ways, your money will still be yours! And my money will also be yours!"
He didn’t want her money; he was even willing to give Sienna all his assets.
"I don’t plan to have any more children!"
This condition troubled Kenneth. "Sienna, why?"
"You’re very good to Curly right now. But if, one day, we have a child of our own, there will be very little of your fatherly love left for Curly. Please forgive my selfishness!"
"I will treat Curly as my own daughter."
"I don’t plan to have any more children!" Sienna reiterated firmly.
In their relationship, Sienna had always been the dominant one, and Kenneth had grown accustod to yielding to her. However, Sienna’s decision on this matter put Kenneth in a difficult position.
Kenneth remained kneeling, holding the roses, the hand with the ring box resting on his other knee. "Sienna, I want a child... A boy or a girl, it doesn’t matter. As long as it’s yours, I’ll love them."
"You should reconsider." Sienna wasn’t going to budge. Kenneth stayed kneeling, looking up at her with a pitiful expression. "Sienna, I’ve always listened to you on everything. When it cos to having a child, can’t you grant this one wish?"
"Kenneth, I’ve already made my decision on this."
Her decision was final, unchangeable.
Although Kenneth was reluctant, he didn’t hesitate for long. He picked up the ring and gently placed it on her ring finger. The ring featured a simple design, not a large diamond. It wasn’t that Kenneth couldn’t afford sothing more extravagant; rather, he knew Sienna preferred understated and simple things—and people.
"Sienna, I’ll listen to anything you say. But tell , where else could you find a husband as good as ? From now on, you have to treat doubly well." Kenneth adopted the pout of an aggrieved little girlfriend, which made Sienna laugh.
"Manager Brown, I really should have recorded this to let everyone see this other side of you," Sienna said, amused.
"This other side of is only for you to see."
Kenneth stood up, placed the roses in her lap, then bent down and kissed her lips. They rarely engaged in such intimate actions, but at this mont, Kenneth kissed her deeply.
Sienna closed her eyes, hiding the desolation in her heart. His kiss couldn’t touch her cold, emotionless core...
She felt she would never love again.
When Adrian arrived, he saw them kissing through the restaurant’s glass window. He imdiately got out of his car and pulled out a gun. Adrian’s thods were always simple and brutal, but highly effective.
Walter Klein and Tatu hastily intercepted Adrian. Walter pleaded, "Sixth Master, this isn’t Abyanabad! If you kill soone here, we’ll be in serious trouble."
"You think I’m afraid of them?" Adrian declared arrogantly.
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