The Bigshot Married Chapter 808 - 833: None of Them Are Good People

Chapter 808: Chapter 833: None of Them Are Good People

"Women are like hands, and brothers are like clothes, so am I not important?" Sienna Johnson interjected.

Both men looked at Sienna Johnson simultaneously. Wayne Manning, with a face full of ash, wiped his face with a handkerchief and said in a deliberately gentlemanly manner, "Sienna, why do you say that?"

"You can go out without a hand, but can you go out without clothes? My hand, if chopped off, doesn’t affect Sixth Master going out." Sienna Johnson’s every word was barbed, which infuriated Adrian Desmond. "Sixth Master, don’t you always say that?"

"I’m not old! I’m only a few years older than you!"

Wayne Manning glanced at him with disdain and said, "I say, Adrian, aren’t you of Orienta descent? And you even married a Chinese wife. You should at least brush up on your Chinese, shouldn’t you? ’Old’ here isn’t actually calling you old; it’s a term of respect, don’t you know?"

Adrian Desmond’s face turned completely black.

After mocking Adrian Desmond, Wayne Manning clapped his hands and began flattering Sienna Johnson again, "Sienna, you’re absolutely right. You can’t go out without clothes, but you can go out missing an arm or a leg, which means Adrian doesn’t value you much."

"..."

Wayne Manning continued to try to win her over, "Sienna, you should stick with me. I’ll treat you like clothes and take good care of you in the future."

Sienna Johnson’s cold and stunning eyes shot over. Wayne Manning’s heart skipped a beat as he heard Sienna Johnson curse, "You’re no good either!"

"Sienna, why say that? I’m always gentle with women; I’m the real deal."

Adrian Desmond interjected, "You’re not the real deal!"

"You’re the real deal!" Wayne Manning retorted.

The two men broke up over a woman.

Sienna Johnson interrupted their bickering with a sarcasm, "Shouldn’t it be for beauties, ’plural’... You’re dressed like a peacock, so you must have quite a collection of ’clothes’, right? Which ’clothes’ do you plan to make me? Evening dress, formal wear, or pajamas?"

Adrian Desmond snorted a laugh, "His evening dresses, formal wear, and pajamas are a pile; you’d probably only make it as a rag!"

"..."

"Wayne Manning, get lost!"

"Adrian, that’s my car!"

This car was a high-powered car. Adrian Desmond stepped on the gas, spewing exhaust all over Wayne Manning, turning his face green with rage.

Looking at a disheveled Wayne Manning, Adrian Desmond felt greatly satisfied: What a joke, competing with him for a woman, he’ll make sure to deal with him next time!

He looked at Sienna Johnson in the rearview mirror. Sienna Johnson had a cold face, looking completely displeased.

"Aren’t you the most intolerant of unfaithful men?

Wayne Manning’s women are so many even he can’t keep track... With so many women, and without liking to use protection, who knows if he might be sick...

Only a woman with a hole in her head would go for a guy like Wayne Manning, who’s not clean. If she catches some ’deadly love disease,’ let her cry."

Adrian Desmond, afraid that Sienna Johnson might have unwarranted thoughts about Wayne Manning, took the opportunity to mercilessly smear Wayne Manning’s image, trying to drag him through the mud.

"...He’s also quite perverse. He plays with ten women at the same time in one night... Oh, and he takes drugs. When he’s high, he drools, his whole body twitches, like he’s having an epileptic fit..."

"..."

"Don’t you like kids? Wayne Manning is probably infertile or has no sperm; in all these years, no woman has ever gotten pregnant with his kid..."

Sienna Johnson glanced at Adrian Desmond. Their eyes met in the rearview mirror, and Sienna Johnson snorted coldly, saying,

"You’re no good either!"

"Although I once had a fiancée, my first kiss, first night, all my firsts were with you... I have my flaws, but at least I’m wholly devoted to you, right?

You’re busy with work, so I even went and learned to cook, making all kinds of good food for you... Where else would you find a man like me?"

After defaming Wayne Manning, Adrian Desmond started praising himself relentlessly, so much it seemed like he was going to become the world’s one and only rare good man, and if Sienna Johnson didn’t want him, she must be crazy.

Outside, the sun was shining brightly. The white sunshine filtered through the soft green branches of the plants, showering down, with plump fruits, colorful flowers, and black soil exuding a subtropical vibe.

Sienna Johnson also spotted a Chinese tour group.

Led by a guide to this naturally beautiful country, they were on a whirlwind tour, completely detached from the dirty underbelly of this nation.