Chapter 847: Chapter 856: Fast-Food Love (Part 2)
Melly held her hand, encouraging her, "Then go find Sixth Master and tell him everything. Let him see through Sienna Johnson’s malice."
"Yes! I should tell Sixth Brother! It’s only because Sixth Brother can’t see Sienna Johnson’s true nature that he’s been deceived by her."
People tend to listen to what they want to hear. It wasn’t that Melly’s words were particularly insightful, but they were exactly what Melanie Carpenter wanted to hear, wanted to say, and wanted to do.
"Last time you made those West Sword Fish Balls for Sixth Master, he loved them. Why not go and make some West Sword Fish Balls for Sixth Master as a late-night snack."
"Is he not resting?"
"Sixth Master’s been busy with work lately. When I arrived, I saw he was still in the study."
Melanie’s mind started to work, her eyes glinting with restlessness, "What’s the point if Sixth Brother likes to eat them? Sienna Johnson is definitely clinging to Sixth Brother now. Even if I go there, she’ll have someone stop me from seeing him."
The little glint in Melanie’s eyes dimmed.
Melly shook her hand gently, saying, "Sienna Johnson isn’t there."
"How do you know?"
"That secretary named Vivian Abbey had a fight with Brett Jacobs, and Madam is comforting her at Vivian’s place. When I came, I even heard that Madam is going to stay there."
"Really?"
Melly hooked her little finger and pulled gently, "Whoever lies is a puppy!"
"Lila, you’re the best. If I drive Sienna Johnson away and become Sixth Brother’s wife, I’ll make you the chief housekeeper of Desmond Manor," Melanie promised.
Melly sneered internally, thinking how this empty promise meant she’d never become Desmond Manor’s chief housekeeper, not even in her next life.
"It’s a deal then."
"Whoever lies is a puppy!"
...
Windridge Pavilion, a small courtyard within Desmond Manor, where Vivian Abbey currently lives alone.
Sienna Johnson and Vivian Abbey usually met at the office, so Vivian was always dressed as a professional working woman. In her green pleated skirt and white three-quarter sleeve knit top, she looked quite different now.
"I was looking forward to the two of you getting married candy, how did your relationship fall apart?"
Vivian fiddled with her fingers, her smile forced, "What of it? My cousin was supposed to get married the day after she broke up. Love these days is like fast food, it comes quickly and leaves quickly."
Being a mature urban woman, she saw romance clearly, not about to dramatize a breakup.
"No chance of getting married, really?"
Vivian responded firmly, "I have my principles and persistence. Love shouldn’t be about mutual compromise but should be about harmonious complementarity.
He and I... we’re not from the same country, there are many value differences between us."
To love someone, no reason is needed;
Not to love someone, there are a thousand reasons.
Sienna knew Vivian’s character, a rational and meticulous person, and trusted that she could handle her feelings well, so she didn’t persuade her further.
After all, only those involved in a relationship truly know its trials and tribulations.
"Madam..." Melly, having just left Melanie Carpenter, came to report to Sienna Johnson immediately.
"Have you taken care of everything?"
"Yes."
"Good, noted. Keep an eye out for me. If Sixth Master doesn’t behave, come back and tell me." Sienna ordered.
Melly looked into the woman’s calm yet cold eyes and replied, "Yes, Madam."
"Go on."
"Yes."
Melly turned and left, heading to the study to monitor Adrian Desmond and Melanie Carpenter.
Sienna Johnson conversed with Melly in the Amwan language, which Vivian didn’t understand, nor did she prying questioningly.
"President Johnson, are you planning to sleep now?"
Sienna had suddenly mentioned she wanted to sleep over which startled Vivian slightly, secretly guessing: Did she have a fight with Sixth Master?
"I’ll wait a bit longer; I slept too much during the day, not sleepy." Sienna was still waiting for the outcome.
Who knew if Melanie Carpenter might resort to just poison but maybe also Aphrodisiac?!
"President Johnson, are you planning to return to Sileria City?" Vivian asked.
Previously, Sienna would have unhesitatingly answered: Of course, return. But with so many attachments here, she really couldn’t leave Adrian Desmond behind.
"I’ll decide after having the child. Anyway, in my current state, I can’t work." Sienna said, caressing her belly, her voice low.
"You don’t have to worry about the company, President Johnson. With a good system in place, you can direct things remotely and it’ll still operate."
Sienna sighed, "You don’t have to hide it from me; it’s not as simple as you say. If a company’s boss doesn’t show up for a long time, the shareholders get uneasy...
Still, I truly can’t leave here.
I’ll just have to take it one step at a time."
"Mm." Vivian looked at Sienna, thought a bit, then said, "President Johnson, how about I return to Sileria City tomorrow?"
"You’ve only been here a few days; why leave so soon?"
"I originally came to Abyanabad for two things: to report back to you on work; the other, naturally, regarding Brett Jacobs. Now both things are done, there’s no point in me staying here.
With you not at the company, plenty of issues big and small arise, I should head back."
"Alright."
"Shall I leave early tomorrow then?"
"Leaving in such a hurry?"
"The climate here is hot, the food is entirely different from Sileria City, and there’s the language barrier. I should head back sooner." Vivian offered up a heap of excuses.
Sienna gave her a look as if trying to see through what she was currently thinking. Vivian couldn’t withstand Sienna’s scrutiny and lowered her head.
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