Chapter 836: Chapter 849: Refusing to Answer the Call (2)
"No, except for National Day and Ramadhan, normally it’s not open to the public."
Paige and Kiya’s divorce means Sienna Johnson will probably never visit the Imperial Palace in Abyanabad again in this lifetime.
"It’s so beautiful here, the air is great, and the environment is stunning..." Vivian Abbey was dazzled by the scenery outside the car window, while Sienna Johnson bowed her head in silence.
It’s beautiful here, yet full of incessant unrest.
If she had a choice, she would prefer to return to Sileria City.
The group drove for about an hour and arrived at Desmond Manor.
As soon as the car drove in, Adolph Desmond came rushing over anxiously, "Madam, where have you been? Sixth Master is throwing a fit."
"Oh." Sienna Johnson responded indifferently.
"Come, I’ll take you to where you’ll be staying."
Adolph interjected, "Madam, let me arrange accommodations for these people, you should first go see Sixth Master."
Sienna waved her hand, her expression stern, "Tell him I have something to do right now." Sienna didn’t want to see Adrian Desmond at the moment.
"Let’s go, I’ll show you to where you’ll be staying."
Vivian waved her hand, saying, "No need, President Johnson, since Sixth Master needs to see you, let Brett Jacobs show us to where we’ll be staying."
"You are my guests, I must make sure you are properly accommodated." Sienna walked slowly at the front, and a few people followed her example to catch up.
Vivian felt like "Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden," not expecting to find courtyards resembling Nature Style Gardens in a place like Abyanabad.
"President Johnson, your home here in Abyanabad with Sixth Master is so beautiful."
"You’ve married Brett Jacobs and also live here."
Vivian shyly said, "Then what about your business in Sileria?"
Sienna Johnson really didn’t know what to do.
Originally just here for a vacation in Abyanabad, she was unexpectedly trapped by Adrian Desmond again. This time, there’s no way to escape.
Sienna gave a courtyard in the northeast corner of Desmond Manor for Reggie Dewey and the others to stay, and their dozens of boxes of experimental equipment were also transported in, and the group began to set up the experimental instruments.
"You can stay here for now, if it’s uncomfortable, I’ll arrange another place for you."
"This is great," Reggie said.
Russell Austin also said, "Yes, it is."
"Vivian!" Brett Jacobs came running over, sweating on his forehead, and when he saw Vivian, he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
Sienna saw Brett and said, "Just now you mentioned arranging a room for Vivian, since you’re here, I’ll leave it to you."
"Yes, Madam."
Brett held Vivian’s hand, directly taking her away; Vivian bashfully looked at Sienna, who nodded at her, so Vivian then left with Brett.
Brett led her to his place, closed the door, and began tugging at Vivian’s clothes, his hands roaming over her as he discontentedly said,
"Why have you lost weight?"
"I’ve gained weight; I don’t look good in a wedding dress."
The two of them settled the matter of marriage, planning to wed by the end of the year.
Her mother knew she was marrying a poor guy without a car or house, and scolded her for being a waste. She didn’t care!
"Promise me not to diet anymore, I like you plump, more flesh to pinch."
"Naughty!"
Brett was a muscular man, tall and robust; when Vivian first met him, she felt scared of him, yet now she felt he could offer her a sense of security.
She was no longer young, and given the situation with her family, finding someone like Brett felt like a blessing.
Like a hungry wolf, Brett pushed her onto the bed, took off her underwear from beneath her dress, and thrust inside.
"Take it easy!"
"Can’t take it easy!" This kind of thing, once tasted, is endlessly satisfying.
Vivian was sweating from the discomfort; men are merciless about these things, but fortunately, he was both lasting and quick, and this discomfort would soon pass.
...
Sienna paced the room, looking at the spacious and bright house, saying,
"...If you need anything, come directly to me, or go find the housekeeper, Adolph."
"Alright."
"You guys rest for now, I’ll bring Adrian to see you first thing tomorrow morning."
"President Johnson, don’t worry about us, we’re capable of taking care of ourselves."
"Okay."
Sienna had just walked out of the courtyard where Reggie and the others were staying when Sabrina Conner stopped her, "Madam, Sixth Master is looking for you, why are you dawdling?"
"I’m pregnant, of course, I’m dawdling."
"Alright, let’s say I didn’t say anything."
Having left Adrian alone for so long, hopefully by now he’s sorted his thoughts.
Sienna walked calmly, and Sabrina looked at her belly, unable to hasten her, just anxiously pacing.
The two took what could have been a five-minute walk and stretched it into over ten minutes.
When Sienna saw Adrian, his face was dark; Sabrina saw things weren’t going well and quickly slipped away.
"Why won’t you answer my calls?"
"Because I’m angry and don’t want to argue with you, so I haven’t picked up."
Sienna, tired from the walk, sat at the furthest spot away from Adrian.
Adrian looked at the long distance between them and felt hurt inside.
"About Melanie Carpenter moving in."
"Yes," Sienna poured a glass of water, sipping slowly, "Ignoring your calls must’ve made you angry, right?"
"Yes!"
"Melanie Carpenter came to my room early in the morning to irritate me, so I was angry too. I wanted Sixth Master to taste the feeling of anger.
Only through personal experience can one understand another."
"If she wants to stay here, let her stay. We’ll go live on the island." Adrian said.
"This is my home, why should I leave? If anyone leaves, it’s Melanie Carpenter."
"You don’t like her?"
"I don’t like her, but there’s no reason for her to take over my nest!" Running away in defeat isn’t my style, Sienna’s style.
Want to live at the Desmond Manor?
Ha, let’s see if Melanie Carpenter has the guts for that.
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