"If you want to find your Princess Consort, go to the Shariff Royal Palace. Your Pelindi Princess Consort is still there," Paige Desmond said coldly to Kiya.
"Paige, it’s not what you think. I can explain..." Kiya said hastily.
"I have nothing to say to you!"
Paige Desmond had always listened to him. He never expected that this ti, no matter what he said, she wouldn’t listen.
"Where’s Dylan?"
"He didn’t co!"
Kiya was very dissatisfied with Paige Desmond. "He is also my son! I want to see Dylan!"
"As long as you promise not to secretly take Dylan away, I’ll let you see him occasionally."
Paige Desmond pried at his fingers, trying to break free from his iron grip, but Kiya held on too tightly. Sweat beaded on Paige Desmond’s forehead, yet she still couldn’t loosen his hand.
Sienna Johnson sighed. "Your Highness, so people have noticed you, and I’m guessing they know your identity. It’s really not good for your dignity to be seen entangled with your ex-wife like this, so please let go of her."
There was a kind of madness on Kiya’s face, a reckless kind of madness. "Let them look. I’ve done more embarrassing things anyway."
Sienna Johnson was speechless.
"Paige Desmond?"
Another unfamiliar man approached. Not only did Sienna Johnson not recognize him, but it was clear that Paige Desmond didn’t either.
"Paige Desmond?"
"Do you know ?"
"Is it really you?"
"Who are you?"
"My little bride, have you forgotten ? I’m Na Puyu!"
"It’s you?"
"It’s ! Guaranteed genuine!" Na Puyu unbuttoned his cuff and rolled up his sleeve to show Paige Desmond the burn scar on his right arm. "See? This is the burn I got when I saved you years ago, and the scar hasn’t faded to this day."
Paige Desmond’s gaze was filled with surging waves, and Kiya could feel her excitent as well. He looked at the man before him curiously.
In his mory, Paige Desmond didn’t know this man.
The man had delicate features, a gentle and elegant deanor, and exuded an enchanting aura of self-confidence. However, his Amwan Language wasn’t very fluent; it was mixed with English, making it sound rather awkward.
"Who is he?" Sienna Johnson asked.
Adrian Desmond was sowhat excited. "Sister-in-law, didn’t I just ntion that when I was younger, my parents arranged a marriage for ? He is my fiance, Na Puyu."
"It’s him?" Sienna Johnson exclaid in surprise.
Kiya was also stunned. He hadn’t expected Paige Desmond to have a fiance.
"Na Puyu? Is it really you?" Paige Desmond looked the man before her up and down, hardly believing her own eyes.
"Of course it’s . Am I so handso now that you can’t recognize ?"
"Mmm, you were so chubby back then. How did you get so thin now?"
Na Puyu’s expression froze. He coughed lightly to cover his embarrassnt. "Let’s not talk about the past. Just rember how handso I am now."
Paige Desmond and Na Puyu were very familiar with each other. The two hadn’t seen each other for years and seed to have a lot to talk about.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is my sister-in-law."
"Adrian Desmond got married?"
"Of course. Not only is he married, but he also has a daughter." Paige Desmond took Curly’s hand, her expression full of pride. "Puyu, look, this is my brother’s daughter. Isn’t she pretty?"
"Hello, Uncle!" Curly greeted him obediently.
"Hello, little beauty."
Both the Desmond Family and Na’s family were part of the Orienta Diaspora in Abyanabad. Although they were born and raised in Abyanabad, their customs still retained those of the Orienta. For example, it was customary to give gifts when eting for the first ti.
Na Puyu hadn’t prepared anything, so he took off a sapphire ring from his hand and offered it to Curly. "Little beauty, this is a gift for our first eting."
Curly didn’t take it. "I can’t accept it."
Na Puyu thought she was rejecting the gift because it was too valuable. "Uncle is very rich, and I have many rings like this. Here, take it. Don’t be polite."
Curly frowned, looking at Na Puyu with disdain. "Uncle, you’re so fickle! Can rings be given away so casually? Do you know what it ans for a man to give a woman a ring? It ans a marriage proposal! Sorry, I don’t like you. I refuse!"
Curly looked at Na Puyu with a haughty and disdainful expression.
Na Puyu hadn’t expected this little beauty to be so difficult to handle. "I’m sorry, I didn’t realize rings couldn’t be given out so casually..." Having lived abroad for so many years, Na Puyu naturally knew that rings shouldn’t be given casually to soone of the opposite sex, but she was just a little girl, so he hadn’t really thought about it.
"Of course!"
Paige Desmond’s smile never wavered; it was so bright and charming. Seeing them chat and laugh, completely ignoring him, made Kiya’s eyes redden.
Kiya had grown up being the center of attention; he had never been so neglected before.
"Then, how about I give you a different gift next ti?"
"No need! I don’t know you very well!"
Na Puyu looked at Paige Desmond, embarrassed. "As expected, like begets like..." Adrian Desmond’s daughter is also this difficult to handle.
Sienna Johnson said, "Mr. Na, please don’t mind her. She’s been spoiled by Adrian Desmond and . If she has offended you in any way, please don’t take it to heart."
"lanie, why be so polite with ? You know how close Adrian Desmond and I are..."
Both Paige Desmond and Sienna Johnson’s expressions changed. Paige Desmond wished she could cover his mouth. How can he still speak so carelessly even after growing up?
"Na Puyu, I really... My sister-in-law’s na is Sienna Johnson, not lanie Carpenter!"
"But..."
"No buts! Rember, my sister-in-law is Sienna Johnson, an Orienta! If you dare to speak nonsense again, I’ll tell my brother, and he’ll make sure you learn your lesson!"
Na Puyu waved his hands repeatedly. "Don’t! Please don’t tell your brother! I’ll rember."
"Sister-in-law, he’s always like this, so don’t take it personally. If you’re angry, just complain to my brother. This guy has been scared of my brother since he was a child. When he sees my brother, it’s like a mouse seeing a cat."
"Sister-in-law, I apologize. Please, whatever you do, don’t tell Adrian Desmond. That guy hits really hard... The leg he broke still hurts whenever it’s windy or rainy," Na Puyu said pitifully.
"I won’t."
Speak of the devil, and he appears. Sienna Johnson hadn’t expected that just after talking about the marriage arranged for Paige Desmond in her childhood, Na Puyu would show up the mont she turned her head.
She didn’t know how to describe this twist of fate. Kiya’s face, however, had already darkened like the night. Such a tangled and ssy emotional situation.
Kiya, unable to bear it any longer, interrupted, "Who is he?"
Kiya’s gaze was full of hostility; he clearly regarded Na Puyu as a rival in love.
Paige Desmond didn’t bother with him. Instead, Na Puyu took the initiative to introduce himself. "Hello, my na is Na Puyu, and I’m Paige’s fiance!"
"Fiance?" Kiya’s tone was dangerous, glaring at Na Puyu as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.
"Yes!" Na Puyu pushed up the glasses on his nose and replied.
Kiya sneered. "So, do you know who I am?"
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