The Bigshot Married Chapter 821 - 840: Can’t Accept Her Wearing a Swimsuit

Chapter 821: Chapter 840: Can’t Accept Her Wearing a Swimsuit

Adrian Desmond got off the private elevator, only to be accosted by someone of indeterminate gender.

In a place like this, business is best for women, so many pretty boys also dress up as women.

Swaying his hips, he approached Adrian, holding a velvet box, opened it, and inside was a thin syringe.

At a glance, Adrian knew what it was.

"Would you like to try it, sir? No side effects, excellent results. Just one shot, and you’ll be up from now until tomorrow morning."

Adrian took the syringe from the box. Seeing potential for a sale, she hurriedly pitched, "Not expensive, only 100 Westorian dollars, buy two and get one free."

Adrian removed the cap from the syringe, clenched tightly, and plunged it into her arm, injecting the entire contents into her body.

"This, this... ah..." The crisp woman’s voice vanished, replaced by a man’s voice from the same body.

"Didn’t you say there were no side effects? Why are you nervous?" Adrian sneered, discarding the syringe.

"I’m dying, I’m dying..."

Adrian left that place of sin.

After so many years, a sudden feeling of fatigue arose.

Sienna Johnson had more than once suggested he give up some of the special business here and settle down with her in Sileria City.

In Sileria City, he was actually quite happy. They had a "Cloudscape" Manor, which Sienna also loved. Curly would chase chickens and dogs around the manor, causing chaos.

Adrian wondered if he was getting old, thinking about retirement.

As he left Treburg, someone jumped off a building, landing not far from him. Adrian glanced briefly and walked away indifferently.

The cool night air dispersed the suffocating feelings in his chest. At that moment, Adrian suddenly longed desperately to see Sienna.

Brandon Potter saw Adrian approaching and opened the car door for him, and Adrian got in.

Brandon also got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and said to Adrian, "Sixth Master, your phone rang earlier. Someone with the surname Yu, claiming to be your friend, wants to invite you out for a drink."

"Decline it for me!"

"Yes!"

Brett Jacobs asked, "Sixth Master, are we heading back to the Friendship Hotel now?"

"Mm."

Brett turned the car around and drove from Treburg to the Friendship Hotel. The two places weren’t close.

Adrian closed his eyes to get some rest, lightly napping, when he heard Brandon lower his voice and say, "Brett, pull over on the side of the road."

"For what?"

"There’s a rice noodle shop up ahead, it’s super delicious. I’m going to buy some to take back."

Adrian’s ears perked up at the mention of "rice noodles," and he opened his eyes, asking, "Is it spicy and sour rice noodles?"

Brandon hadn’t expected such a small voice to wake Adrian, "They have all kinds of flavors, do you want some, Sixth Master?"

"Get me some spicy and sour rice noodles."

"Sixth Master, don’t you not eat spicy food?"

"Sienna likes it."

"Sixth Master, you’re so good to Madam, I’m going to be jealous."

At almost thirty, Brandon still hadn’t settled his personal relationship while Adrian was flaunting his affection; it was a bit of canine cruelty.

"Jealous of what? Just find yourself a man."

Brandon looked at Brett, sizing him up, "Brett, what do you think of me? I’m pretty, have a car and a house, and a decent savings. Want to consider me?"

Before Brett could answer, Adrian directly refused for him, "Brett can’t, he already has a woman."

"Who?" Brandon’s expression was one of gossip.

"Vivian Abbey!"

"Who is that? I’ve never heard of her."

"Sienna’s secretary!"

Adrian said to Brett, "In a few days, Vivian will come to reconcile accounts with Sienna, I’ll give you a few days off so you can have fun with her."

"Thank you, Sixth Master." Brett replied calmly.

"Another Orienta woman?"

"..."

"You’re all too much, aren’t Abyanabad women good enough? You’re flocking to Orienta to find women. Once you marry an Orienta woman, you can’t marry another, you know?"

Brett replied, "I’m poor, can only support one woman."

"Your future mother-in-law is quite tricky, be careful. But as a son-in-law in Orienta, who doesn’t have a difficult mother-in-law? Mine is tough too." Adrian said.

"I can handle it."

Vivian Abbey’s mother, Brett had never met, but had heard about her. She favored sons over daughters, treating Vivian like an ATM, bullying her in various ways. He had seen Vivian cry from being upset by her mother more than once.