The Bigshot Married Chapter 874 - 873: The Black Widow Wants to Sleep with the S

Chapter 874: Chapter 873: The Black Widow Wants to Sleep with the Sixth Master

"You don’t deserve that face!"

Adrian Desmond poured a bottle of acid onto the impostor’s face, listening to the man’s screams, watching that familiar face being destroyed piece by piece, finally relieving much of the resentment that had built up in his heart.

"Ah..."

The entire basement was filled with the man’s screams, but outside, nothing could be heard.

Sabrina Conner said chillingly, "He’s still tight-lipped, not saying anything!"

Barnes Smythe impatiently remarked, "His face is so ugly, let the bugs eat away his face!"

"No way, my little darlings would also eat his brain, just like Zombies eat human brains!"

The man could no longer endure this dual torment of body and mind; they wouldn’t let him die, only make his life worse than death.

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk, I’ll say anything." His eyes were blind, eyelids stuck together with strong acid, and even breathing felt painful.

"I suddenly don’t want to hear anymore." Adrian Desmond dropped the bottle in his hand and said coldly.

"I’ll say everything, please stop torturing me, give me a quick death!" The impostor couldn’t take it anymore.

His face was thoroughly ruined, eyes blinded, only pain left in his body, death seemed his only release.

"Who are you?" Sabrina Conner asked.

"I’m 9856! I have no name!"

When 9856 mentioned this code, Adrian Desmond knew his identity immediately, just a nameless pawn from Death Island, a man not even worthy of a name.

"How did you know things that only my Uncle and I knew?"

Adrian Desmond was always curious about this matter, originally trusting 9856 because he mentioned things only he and his Uncle knew.

"It was Walter Klein who told me!..."

"How would Walter Klein know?"

"That I don’t know."

"Is Walter Klein also a Night Owl?"

"Yes!"

At this point, Adrian Desmond suddenly didn’t want to continue questioning, as it was unnecessary.

Adrian Desmond commanded, "Throw this person onto Death Island for me!"

"I’ll go!" Sabrina Conner volunteered.

Adrian Desmond looked at Sabrina Conner, whose hair color changed every few days, and instructed cautiously, "Release him on a boat 10 nautical miles from Death Island, let the boat head towards Death Island, don’t go near!"

"Yes, Sixth Master!"

Adrian Desmond glanced at the termites in Sabrina Conner’s hand, thinking that if these things got loose, they could destroy Desmond Manor.

"Get rid of the termites, I won’t allow such dangerous things in my home."

"Sixth Master, can I keep them elsewhere then?"

"No!"

Adrian Desmond’s leather shoes made a clacking sound as he walked away, gradually fading out until they disappeared completely.

"Little treasures, it’s not that Brother doesn’t care about you, it’s that Sixth Master won’t allow keeping you. Sigh... considering you’re at the end of your lives, I’ll let you have one last feast."

"You... what are you going to do, I’ve already confessed everything." 9856 asked in fear.

His eyes were already blind, but he could still hear, and the man named Sabrina Conner planned to have termites eat him alive.

"Ah..."

In the basement, the screams continued.

...

Sileria City,

Sienna Johnson had been extremely busy since her return, with countless company matters awaiting her attention, leaving her no choice but to live at the company directly.

Eventually, Madam found out and personally brought her home, starting her maternity rest.

At night, Sienna Johnson braved the scorching heat to call Adrian Desmond far away at the Amwaka Strait.

"Sixth Master, did you know your wife has been grounded?"

Adrian Desmond certainly knew, Sally reported to him everything Sienna Johnson did every day, complete with photos and videos.

"Serves her right!"

"Adrian Desmond, I’m grounded now, and you don’t even sympathize with me?"

"If I sympathize with you, what about my son?"

Not able to get comfort from Adrian Desmond, Sienna Johnson stopped acting coy with him, "Are there many beautiful women in Kalare?"

"Quite a few."

"Any that catch Sixth Master’s eye?"

"Haha..."

At that moment, Adrian Desmond was on a large ship, leaning on the bow smoking while chatting with Sienna Johnson, it was his most relaxed and pleasant time every night.

"Haha, what does that mean?"

"Besides you, who else could capture my heart?"

Sienna Johnson smiled lightly, "I wonder if I’ll still be so enchanting when I’m eighty."