Chapter 215: Chapter 215

Adrian Desmond looked at the prison’s defenses. The security here was actually quite lax. With his skills, escaping wouldn’t be difficult. However, since Sienna Johnson wasn’t willing to return to Abyanabad with him, he couldn’t break the law here. He needed a legitimate identity to stay in Sileria City until Sienna and their daughter agreed to go back with him.

"Brother, you’re not thinking of escaping, are you?" Tiger sharply sensed Adrian’s intentions.

Adrian glanced at the short man before him and sneered, "What, are you planning to expose me?"

"Are you really planning to escape?" Tiger asked in shock.

Adrian neither confirmed nor denied, withdrawing his gaze and confidently surveying the people around him.

Tiger waved his hands repeatedly, immediately declaring his loyalty, "Eldest brother, I would never betray you. Rest assured, if you really want to escape, I’ll be your lookout."

"I have no plans to escape!" Adrian declared.

"Eldest brother, what on earth are you planning?"

"Do you know what a three-year-old girl likes?"

Tiger was completely puzzled; the topic had jumped drastically from prison escape to a little girl’s preferences.

"Well, I do have a three-year-old niece. My niece likes dolls, tasty treats, pretty clothes... you know, the usual things little kids like."

Adrian thought about Curly. Once he managed to contact Walter Klein, he’d ask him to buy Curly a doll, some tasty treats, and pretty clothes. No, on second thought, I should buy them myself; otherwise, it might seem insincere.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Adrian didn’t answer.

"Wait for me!" Tiger called out, rushing to catch up.

When Kenneth Brown woke up, he felt a warm body lying on his. Startled, he snapped his eyes open, finding three naked women in his bed. He felt as if he were dreaming and rubbed his eyes vigorously. But when he realized it wasn’t a dream, he was dumbfounded.

What in the hell happened?

He remembered going out for drinks with a friend because his relationship was finally about to come to fruition. Overjoyed, he’d gotten carried away and had a few too many. Then... he’d blacked out.

What in the world happened?

He was supposed to discuss engagement matters with Sienna Johnson next Monday; their engagement was scheduled to happen soon. But now, this disaster had struck.

Given Sienna’s strong-willed nature, if she found out that he had slept with three women, it would surely mark the end of their relationship.

He desperately hoped he’d been too drunk last night for anything to have actually happened. But as he moved slightly, a sharp pain shot through his lower body—his skin was broken. Just how intense could last night have been to break the skin?

One of the women woke up and, upon seeing Kenneth Brown, said with a smile, "Manager Brown, you were so valiant last night. The three of us gave our all to you, and now we’re exhausted."

Kenneth’s expression turned grim. He jumped out of bed and quickly put on his clothes. He felt a bit dizzy, perhaps from last night’s overindulgence.

"Manager Brown, you’re not leaving, are you?"

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Kenneth Brown panicked. If Sienna knew about this, all his efforts over the years would be in vain.

"Manager Brown, you can go, but please settle the bill first. It’s not easy for us sisters in this line of work."

Kenneth’s face turned ugly. His head was throbbing from last night’s hangover, and he just wanted to get rid of them. He took out all the cash from his wallet, put it on the bed, and was eager to leave.

"Manager Brown, are you treating us like common streetwalkers? You think you can get rid of us with this little money?" one of the glamorous women, the one with a beauty mark, said, her voice a mix of seduction and anger.

"I only have this much cash on me."

"Well, then, we sisters could accompany you to the bank to withdraw money."

"Give me your bank cards; I’ll transfer the money to you." Dressed, Kenneth turned his back to them and said with vexation.

If I could turn back time, I would never have come to this bar for drinks with my friend.

After transferring the money to them, Kenneth quickly left the hotel. Just as he stepped out, Sienna Johnson called. The sudden call startled Kenneth, and he almost dropped his phone.

"Sienna... Sienna..."

"Kenneth, did you oversleep? There’s a company management meeting today, and you’re the only one not here."

There was a note of reproach in Sienna’s voice. She was a punctual person who was almost never late herself and didn’t tolerate tardiness in others.

Eric Johnson, the former manager of Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory, had once made Sienna wait for an hour during a critical situation. It infuriated her so much that she physically threw him out.

"I’m sorry; something came up on my end, so I might not be able to make it now." In his current state, Kenneth didn’t have the courage to face Sienna.

"Are you... alright?" Sienna knew Kenneth wasn’t irresponsible. For him to miss such an important meeting, he must have encountered serious trouble.

"No, nothing... Sienna, I’m sorry."

"Emergencies happen. You don’t need to apologize. Just let me know next time if something comes up and you can’t make it."

Sienna was silent for a moment before answering softly, "I know."

"Sienna, you won’t leave me, will you?"

"Kenneth, what’s really going on?"

"I had a dream... I dreamt you didn’t want me anymore..."

Sienna laughed. "Kenneth, what did I ever do to make you feel so insecure?"

Kenneth leaned against a filthy alley wall, looking up at the bright sun. "You’re the moon in the sky," he said, his voice laced with self-loathing, "and I’m just a toad in a foul ditch. How can a loathsome toad, yearning for the Moon Goddess in her Moon Palace, ever feel secure?"

"Kenneth, I’m just an ordinary woman, and one with a child at that. If I weren’t reasonably attractive and from a somewhat wealthy family, probably no man would want to marry me. You don’t need to feel inferior. I chose you to be my husband because you have your own strengths."

"Sienna!" Kenneth hadn’t expected Sienna to say those words.

"You’ve probably been working too hard lately. Go get some rest and freshen up. I have a meeting to attend."

"Don’t work too hard either."

Kenneth hung up and stared at the filthy pavement. A grimy stray cat sauntered past, and Kenneth felt even dirtier than the animal.

He had always prided himself on his integrity, but last night had shattered it all.

Sienna must never find out! Kenneth’s reason dictated that he keep silent about his mad night. It was a white lie. He believed that even if Sienna found out, she wouldn’t be understanding.