Brandon Potter was the only one among those present who knew Adrian Desmond well, even longer than Walter Klein.
So, when she heard the words "you’re brave," she shivered reflexively.
The thing people feared most from Adrian Desmond’s mouth were those words, "you’re brave."
Usually, those who dared provoke him truly had a death wish, but the price of earning his complint "you’re brave" often ant no descendants to pass on their legacy.
Brandon Potter had witnessed Adrian Desmond’s ruthlessness firsthand.
In the beginning, Adrian Desmond wasn’t the Sixth Master known to everyone, with just a few people around him.
Adrian Desmond and a few n cornered a mortal enemy in an alley and punched the opponent until they vomited blood.
Later on, as business grew, Adrian Desmond no longer needed to get his hands dirty, orchestrating plans with his ruthless subordinates to bankrupt competitors.
Brandon Potter broke out in a cold sweat on behalf of Xavier Young—this Xavier Young had grown bolder over the years, actually daring to flirt with the Sixth Master’s woman. Was he tired of living?
...
Himakati,
"Madam, you can’t go," Sulla stopped her.
"Move!" Sienna Johnson shouted at Sulla, glaring at her, eyes burning with fiery anger.
It was the first ti Sulla had seen Sienna Johnson so furious.
"Madam, she has already passed away. There’s no saving her. Going won’t help."
"Are you the doctor or am I?"
"Of course, Madam is the doctor..."
"Then how do you know she can’t be saved?"
Sulla was unable to answer, and Sienna Johnson pushed her aside, heading outside.
The woman in trouble was the sa one who had asked her for abortion pills the other day.
The woman got into trouble because last night, she was dragged into a room by a group of drunk n... This morning, she was found with blood below, lying in the room, barely alive.
As a compatriot, Sienna Johnson couldn’t just stand by, especially since she was the doctor here.
When Sienna Johnson hurried over, the woman had already been wrapped up for burial in a tattered straw mat. Those people planned to bury her casually, just like Rosie Cooper.
Here, a person’s death was as insignificant as an ant’s—no one cared.
"Madam, what brings you here?"
Because Sienna Johnson practiced dicine and was indeed quite skilled, she gradually gained so reputation, especially among those she had treated.
"She was once my patient. I ca to see her."
Sienna Johnson walked over, lifted the straw mat, and saw a face filled with pain. The woman’s expression told Sienna in her final monts, she suffered greatly.
In just a month, she had witnessed the passing of two beautiful lives.
She recalled the girl abducted by Charlie Parker, who died mid-journey... Here, won were the most vulnerable group.
Back then, without Adrian Desmond’s protection, she didn’t know what her fate would have been.
Sulla used a handkerchief to cover her nose, saying with disgust, "Madam, it’s hot in sumr, the body is already slling. Let’s go."
Sienna Johnson, in a bad mood, replied harshly, "I don’t sll anything. If you do, you can leave."
"Madam, I didn’t an it that way," Sulla said, aggrieved.
"Madam, there’s a risk of infectious disease. If soone dies in the village, they’re not allowed to stay; they must be buried outside," said a thin Himakati man.
Sienna Johnson took out a handkerchief, requested a basin of clean water, wiped the woman’s face, and closed her eyes, treating her as she did Rosie Cooper.
Seeing she had no adornnts, Sienna Johnson took off a jade bracelet from her wrist and placed it on the woman’s wrist.
"Take her away," Sienna Johnson said hoarsely.
"Co on, take her away quickly, so Madam won’t be sullied," soone said.
The woman was carried away wrapped in a straw mat, and Sienna Johnson didn’t even know her na.
Sienna Johnson felt low, extrely upset.
...
The next day, Sienna Johnson didn’t see any patients and ate little.
Xavier Young, worried and anxious, returned from the factory only to see Sienna Johnson sitting on the balcony, gazing distantly at the fiery red poppies.
The sky in Amwan was always bright blue if it wasn’t raining, with white clouds drifting like cotton candy, and even the air carried a sweet scent.
The environnt here was really much better than Sileria City, which is why she and Frederick Stewart vacationed in Amwan back then.
"I heard they said you’re unwell? What happened? Did those people pass bacteria onto you?" Xavier Young asked gently, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"..."
"Why run a clinic? It’s so tiring, why bother?"
"Those n killed soone, why didn’t you punish them?" Sienna Johnson looked at the distant fiery red and asked faintly.
"Are you talking about Yara Moreau’s death?"
So that woman’s na was Yara Moreau, a beautiful na for a beautiful person.
Sienna Johnson later heard her story: a Cagalanga student studying art, who ca to Himakati to gather inspiration and was abducted by a man nad Thomas Clark.
Yara’s life wasn’t the worst with Thomas Clark; it was when he tired of her that she truly beca a plaything, her nightmare beginning.
"Yes."
"Here, death is as common as eating or drinking," Xavier Young said indifferently.
"... Why do these terrible things happen? Back on the Unnad Island, none of this chaos existed."
Back then, on the Unnad Island, she was Adrian Desmond’s woman. No one dared to touch her.
Kiki, being a beautiful and single woman, had n on the island looking at her with shining eyes, yet they pursued her openly without anyone doing anything nasty.
Here, the n weren’t like that, taking any woman with a bit of beauty by force, leaving her with nowhere to cry out.
"This is Himakati!" Xavier Young disliked Sienna Johnson ntioning their past life together.
"Bullying won isn’t a skill, is it?"
"Here, won are just playthings; who takes a toy seriously...?"
"Am I a plaything in your eyes too? Will I end up like Yara Moreau once you tire of ?"
"How could you be the sa as her? I love you, and will for a lifeti."
These sweet words did nothing to warm Sienna Johnson’s cold heart.
The reason she insisted on returning to Sileria City was rooted in a subconscious fear of this place.
Charlie Parker, the dead yet abused girl, the serpent house, Himakati... Sienna’s impression of Amwan was deeply bleak.
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