The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress Chapter 860 - 864: Why Did He Poison Me?

The video started playing, and that little girl Sophie North really didn’t lie to her. She actually installed caras everywhere, even in the bathroom.

The mont Sienna Johnson opened the video, it was a scene of a man urinating at a urinal...

Sound of running water...

Sienna Johnson: ...

"You’re pregnant, it’s not suitable for you to watch this sort of unhealthy stuff!"

Adrian Desmond prevented Sienna Johnson from watching, taking the computer away. Sienna Johnson was a bit embarrassed; she didn’t want to watch a man urinating either.

"Then watch carefully, don’t miss anyone!"

Sienna Johnson nagged worriedly. n tend to focus on big issues, unlike won who pay attention to details.

"For this sort of thing, Aaron Faber has more experience than both of us. Let Aaron handle it. We’ll await the results."

Adrian Desmond didn’t even look before sending the file to Aaron Faber to handle the video content.

Sienna saw Adrian Desmond send the video file to Aaron Faber and looked at Adrian Desmond speechless. Adrian was becoming more and more experienced at being a hands-off manager.

"Alright."

Sienna Johnson yawned, and Adrian Desmond noticed, saying, "Take a nap, I’ll wake you when we arrive ho."

"Mm, I’m so tired."

"With you worrying so much, no wonder you’re exhausted."

"And for whom am I doing this?"

Adrian Desmond’s lips curled, wanting to smile but stubbornly acting cool, "Nagging, aren’t you sleepy yet?"

After being busy for so long, Sienna Johnson hadn’t had a midday nap. Seeing she couldn’t be of any help, she leaned on Adrian Desmond’s shoulder and closed her eyes for a rest.

Sienna Johnson fell asleep quickly. Lowering his head, Adrian Desmond saw her asleep and softly said,

"Mr. Henry, drive slower!"

"Yes, Sixth Master."

Mr. Henry slowed the car down, and on the smooth road, it was steady enough not to feel any bumps.

After a while, Adrian Desmond worried she might be uncomfortable, carefully positioning her so her head could rest on his lap while she slept.

"How’s Barnes Smythe doing over there?" Adrian Desmond asked Brandon Potter.

Brandon Potter replied, "After Miss Carpenter’s bag was snatched, she did indeed contact Rat again. However, Rat was cautious and didn’t imdiately agree to give her another one, just told Miss Carpenter to wait for news."

Adrian Desmond looked at the sleeping woman in his arms, his heart calm.

Brandon Potter saw Adrian Desmond’s silence and thought he was unhappy, so he explained, "Sixth Master, no matter how cautious Rat is, it’s useless; we got the video, and we’ll soon uncover Rat’s true identity."

Adrian Desmond’s eyes carried a deep murderous intent, "Indeed!"

The opponent had given him such a "gift," how could he not repay them well?

"Is Elliot Carpenter still in Mandanila?"

"Yes."

"Keep a close eye on him!"

"Our people have him under watch!"

Adrian Desmond was busy catching the person who poisoned him, figuring out the poison’s components to clear the toxin from his body, and couldn’t spare a hand to deal with Elliot Carpenter for now.

If Elliot Carpenter is indeed a fraud...

Adrian Desmond would let Elliot Carpenter know those who deceive his feelings... hehe... Elliot Carpenter would regret it!

...

On the streets of Abyanabad, Sabrina Conner held a woman’s purse, looking quite aggrieved.

How could soone recognized on the base’s influential list end up resorting to street robbery?

"Mila, Madam wants us to deliver this purse back to the Desmond family as quickly as possible, hand it to Reggie Dewey."

Barnes Smythe didn’t have as many thoughts as Sabrina Conner; ever since Adrian Desmond harshly dealt with him, Barnes Smythe had completely submitted to Adrian Desmond.

This is the charisma of the strong!

"Get on!"

Barnes Smythe hopped onto the black motorcycle, handed Sabrina Conner a helt, and put on one himself.

Sabrina Conner sighed, saying, "I thought following Sixth Master would be impressive, didn’t expect to end up a bag-stealing petty thug. If others find out, how will I show my face again?"

"You can return to the base!" Barnes Smythe said coldly.

"I’m not going back to that hellhole."

Barnes Smythe impatiently said, "Since you don’t want to go back, then get on the bike! If you fail Madam’s task, you’ll have to go back to the base anyway!"

"Mila, I don’t want to do this bag-stealing thing; I want to do big things... this street mugging kind of work is really damaging my charisma!"

"Are you getting on or not?"

"Can’t I complain?"

"No!"

Sabrina Conner: "Mila, I hate you, I hate you to death!"