Chapter 202: Chapter 202

"Sixth Master, if you kill someone here, it will cause trouble for the Princess Consort."

"The Princess Consort is in a sensitive situation right now. If those old men find out that you killed someone in Orienta, there’s no telling how much trouble they’ll cause her. And think about the little prince..."

Just then, Sienna Johnson emerged, arm-in-arm with Kenneth Brown, a provocative smile playing on her lips. Adrian Desmond’s dark eyes surged with a furious desire to rip the wretched pair to shreds.

Walter Klein seized the opportunity to snatch the gun from Adrian Desmond’s hand, tossing it into their car as if it were a hot potato. This wasn’t Abyanabad, after all. It wasn’t their territory, so they had to be cautious.

After all, being caught with a firearm could be quite troublesome.

Adrian Desmond’s gaze remained fixed on Sienna. Unlike her conservative attire the last time he’d seen her, this time Sienna wore only a pale pink dress. The sleeves had a unique design, split from shoulder to elbow, and the skirt was daringly short, revealing her long, beautiful legs. Heat coiled low in his abdomen. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel⚑fire.net

"Look at what she’s wearing! Dressed like that, she’s obviously trying to seduce men, practically screaming how much she wants to get fucked... Sienna Johnson, just how thirsty is she?!"

Hearing Adrian Desmond’s words, Walter Klein wished he could stab his own eardrums; he didn’t want to hear any of it.

Adrian Desmond jumped into the car. Before Walter Klein could react, the vehicle tore off, heading straight for Sienna.

"What is Sixth Master trying to do?"

Tatu replied, "Love has turned to hate. He’s probably going to run Madam over!"

"I think he wants to run over her lover!"

Walter Klein watched helplessly as the car charged towards the sidewalk...

"Sienna, be careful!"

They were walking on the sidewalk when, unexpectedly, a car mounted the curb, heading straight for them. Kenneth Brown shoved Sienna aside but didn’t have time to dodge himself and was struck.

Kenneth Brown was thrown through the air, his back slamming into a lamppost. The streetlamp flickered a few times, then went out.

Sienna rushed to check on Kenneth Brown, who lay where he’d been thrown, but a strong arm stopped her. She turned her head. Their eyes met, sparks flying in an instant.

"Sir, if anything happens to my fiance, I won’t let you off," Sienna threatened.

"Fiance? You really think I’m dead!"

That voice was so familiar. Who was it?

"You are..." Sienna couldn’t say it.

Adrian Desmond’s eyes raked over Sienna’s revealing outfit, his teeth grinding. "How desperate are you? Dressed , seducing men everywhere. You’re just begging for men to fuck you, aren’t you..."

Sienna’s face flushed red. She lifted her leg and kicked Adrian Desmond squarely in the crotch. Adrian, still consumed by rage, was completely unprepared for her attack. Walter Klein and Tatu both winced, feeling a phantom ache in sympathy.

"Now I know where Curly learned that move. Turns out, she got it from you," Adrian Desmond snarled, gritting his teeth against the pain.

Sienna ignored Adrian Desmond and walked over to Kenneth, who was now unconscious. "Kenneth... Kenneth, look at me, it’s Sienna..."

Walter Klein and Tatu hurried over to Adrian Desmond, who was clenching his jaw and enduring the agony. Tatu, ever fearless, asked, "Sixth Master, don’t tell me she smashed yours too?"

"Get lost!" Adrian Desmond was in agony, but he couldn’t very well rub himself in front of *that woman*. All he could do was stand there rigidly, enduring it.

Why did both mother and daughter have such a penchant for kicking men *there*?

"...Car accident, I don’t know his condition right now... He’s unconscious. We’re on Pearl River Road, on the sidewalk opposite Orienta Bank. Please come over right away!"

Sienna called for an ambulance, then immediately made another call. "Director Powell, hello, this is Sienna Johnson. I need to ask a favor. ... Several people from Abyanabad have come to Sileria City. They attempted to murder my fiance and just now, they made violent threats against me."

Walter Klein found himself grudgingly admiring Sienna. She was practically courting death!

Adrian Desmond laughed. "Violent threats? So that’s what you’re into now?"

"Kenneth, wake up! Kenneth... look at me..." Sienna didn’t dare move Kenneth Brown, afraid he might have broken bones or other internal injuries, and that moving him could cause further harm.

Adrian Desmond walked over and deliberately stepped on Kenneth Brown’s hand, grinding his leather shoe down hard. Sienna heard the sickening crunch of bones. She stared in horror at the man before her, who radiated a terrifying, murderous aura. "Stop it!"

"Sienna Johnson, boss of the Eastminster Group, is it? You think you’re so formidable?" Adrian Desmond couldn’t care less about her current status. Before absolute power, everything else was insignificant.

"Mai, this time, don’t even think about escaping me again!"

That name, "Mai," was like a tightening band around her head. As soon as Adrian Desmond uttered it, a sharp pain lanced through Sienna’s skull. "Mr. Desmond," she bit out, "we’ll see about that!"

This was a declaration of war!

Adrian Desmond’s anger instantly flared!

Adrian Desmond roughly hauled up the woman squatting beside the half-dead Kenneth Brown and began to half-drag, half-carry her away.

"What are you going to do?"

"Mai, do you know what the first thing I’m going to do to you is, now that I’ve found you?"

"I don’t want to know!"

"I’m going to fuck you until you can’t get out of bed!"

"Bastard!" Adrian Desmond grabbed her around the waist. Onlookers paused, but no one intervened, mistaking them for a quarreling couple.

"Go on, curse. Moving your mouth is about all you can do right now."

"Let go of me, my fiancé is injured..."

Adrian Desmond bit her shoulder forcefully, the sensation of her flesh between his teeth driving him wild. "Mai, believe it or not, if you dare say ’fiancé’ one more time, I’ll kill him right now!"

"I’m Sienna Johnson, not your Mai!"

"Sienna Johnson, Sienna Johnson... Damn you, you’ve been lying to me from the very beginning! Have you lost your memory? Forgotten how I saved you from the sea? I spoiled you, indulged you, gave you everything you wanted! And how did you repay me?"

"Hah? You fucking ran off with my child... If I’d been any later, you... you bitch, you’d probably be popping out a bastard for another man by now!"

Sienna Johnson was rudely shoved into the car by Adrian Desmond. She kicked him, and he seized the chance to cop a feel of her breast. Sienna Johnson’s face contorted with fury.

As far as she could remember, no one had ever dared treat her this way!

"Bastard, let me get out of the car!"

The car was locked, and she couldn’t open the door.

"Go ahead and scream. Even if you scream yourself hoarse today, no one will come to save you." Adrian Desmond turned to look at the woman in the back seat, his eyes like those of a predator regarding its captured prey.

"Remember! I am your man! Your only man!"