The Bigshot Married Chapter 372 - 373: Curly Wants to Send a Wedding Gift to His

Chapter 372: Chapter 373: Curly Wants to Send a Wedding Gift to His Godmother

"Master Leland, have you really fallen for Miss Johnson?" Master Leland’s assistant, Morris, noticing his lingering, lovestruck gaze, asked.

"Oh, sweet angel,

You truly are

God’s ultimate gift

To my weary soul—

A joyous return to youth..."

Master Leland, watching in the direction of Sabrina Johnson’s departure, softly recited a poem. It was a poem that perfectly expressed his feelings at that moment.

That beautiful young girl brought joy to his weary soul, a return to youth... Master Leland felt that his once boring life had suddenly become interesting.

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Cloudscape Mansion.

Curly had returned from the beach. The previously calm manor erupted into chaos with her arrival; chickens scattered and dogs yelped in the yard as Curly chased chickens, ducks, and butterflies. Her laughter echoed everywhere.

"Curly, come over here and have some watermelon..." Sienna Johnson called out.

"Mom, I’m coming..."

Sweating profusely, Curly came running over, a chicken feather even stuck in her curly hair. Sienna was at a loss for words.

Curly started gnawing on the watermelon. If Pauline Briggs were to see her eating like this, she would surely scold her again.

"You’re a girl, don’t be as unruly as a boy," Sienna said as she wiped the sweat from her daughter’s forehead and removed the chicken feather from her hair.

Adrian Desmond didn’t mind. "It’s good for children to be a bit mischievous. It would be so dull if she were sullen all day."

"You just keep spoiling her," Sienna glared at Adrian Desmond.

"Curly is my precious girl; of course, I have to dote on her..." Adrian caressed his daughter’s curly hair with an adoring gaze.

"Daddy, you’re the best!" Curly gave Adrian a peck on the cheek and said sweetly.

"You ungrateful little rascal! So, your daddy is the best, is he? Well, in the future, if you have any problems, you can just go to him for everything."

"Daddy, my mom is jealous. Sigh, it’s such a burden being this popular..."

"You!" Sienna poked her daughter’s forehead lightly. The little girl, feigning distress with an "Ouch!