The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 24 - 0: Snatching Wife and Child

Selena Robertson ran to Sienna Johnson’s side, clutching her arm, and asked in fear, "Mai, what should we do?" Selena and Sienna shared the same worry: they were both afraid of falling into Uncle’s hands.

"Let’s wait and see."

Adrian Desmond walked to the middle of the bridge and stopped. He was speaking to Uncle in the Himakati Language. Sienna didn’t know what they were saying. Behind her, Xavier Young cursed, "Damn it, he dares to covet Sixth Master’s woman? Freddie, get ready to blow that pig-brained Uncle’s head off!"

Walter Klein, knowing that Troy Duncan and Xavier Young were both hot-headed and impulsive, quickly cautioned, "Sixth Master hasn’t given any orders yet. No one is to act recklessly."

Troy Duncan didn’t act recklessly. He said helplessly, "The enemy’s Sniper has Sixth Master in his sights. I could blow Uncle’s head off with a single shot, but their Sniper could also kill Sixth Master. I can’t fire two shots at once!"

As soon as Troy Duncan’s bullet was fired, the enemy’s Sniper would also be able to fire within milliseconds. Troy Duncan couldn’t stop it. Therefore, this shot had to first ensure Adrian’s safety; everything else would have to be considered later.

"What are they saying?" Sienna asked.

Walter Klein didn’t hide it from her, translating, "Uncle has taken a liking to your beauty. He says you’re his and wants Sixth Master to give you up."

"What did Sixth Master say?"

"Sixth Master said you’re his woman and are carrying his child. If he were to give you to Uncle, Uncle would not only be cuckolded but would also end up raising his son. He said he couldn’t let that happen."

Xavier Young laughed. "When did Sixth Master become so diplomatic?"

Walter Klein chimed in, "It’s because they outnumber us." When you’re under someone else’s roof, you have to bow your head.

"I said we should have brought more of our brothers! Sixth Master wouldn’t allow it. Now look at the trouble we’re in. What do we do?"

Walter Klein looked at Sienna, his gaze somewhat cold. Sienna met his eyes and understood his meaning. Following his unspoken cue, she said, "Uncle, since you wish for me to be your guest, then I shall go." There was no other option right now. If Adrian were killed by Uncle, her fate would be even worse.

Selena Robertson was shocked to hear Sienna say such a thing. Fearing Sienna might impulsively go, Selena quickly grabbed her arm and protested emotionally, "Mai, do you realize what you’re saying? That man is a demon! You have no idea how terrifying Uncle is, or how many women have died at his hands! You can’t go! If you go, it’s a death sentence!"

Selena Robertson was a local and had heard of Uncle. She knew he was infamous, and women dreaded falling into his hands.

"It’s not that bad yet!"

Sienna pulled her hand away from Selena Robertson and walked towards the bridge. She saw a gun aimed at her from the other side. The dark muzzle, a stark reminder that death was always close on her heels.

Adrian Desmond heard footsteps behind him. Turning, he saw it was Sienna Johnson. He was startled and snapped angrily, "Who told you to come here? Get back!"

Sienna Johnson ignored Adrian Desmond, looked at the corpulent man before her, and said with a smile, "Hello, I am Mai."

Uncle had been watching Sienna Johnson all along. Earlier, however, she had been too far away for him to see clearly. Now, as Sienna stood on the bridge, the clear moonlight bathed her face in a soft glow. Even Uncle, accustomed to beautiful women, was momentarily stunned by her appearance.

"You truly are beautiful! Even more so than in the photographs." Uncle had received word and had come specifically for Sienna Johnson.

Uncle laughed, the rolls of fat on his face jiggling, causing his already small eyes to narrow into slits. Sienna was reminded of the chubby hamster Teddy kept.

"You flatter me, Uncle," Sienna Johnson replied with a smile.

"From now on, you’ll be with me. Forget that pretty boy; there’s no future with him. Follow me, and I guarantee you’ll enjoy endless riches and glory." Uncle clearly didn’t take Adrian Desmond seriously.

Adrian Desmond clenched his fists. If it weren’t for more than twenty guns aimed at them, he would have stormed over and twisted Uncle’s pig-like head off to kick it like a ball.

"Then I thank you for your high regard, Uncle." Sienna Johnson maintained her submissive demeanor, which greatly pleased Uncle.

As Sienna Johnson walked past Adrian Desmond, she gently squeezed his clenched fist and whispered, "This isn’t the time to be rash. I’ll go with Uncle for now. You find the right opportunity to save me..." Fearing her own importance might not be enough leverage, she added, "And save your son!"

"Alright." Adrian Desmond was not a reckless man. He knew they were currently outmatched and that a direct confrontation would be unwise. "Wait for me. I will come save you."

"Mm."

Sienna Johnson took a few more steps, then stopped. She said to Uncle, "If you let them go, I’ll go with you."

The translator relayed Sienna Johnson’s words to Uncle. Uncle frowned, his gaze on Sienna hardening with displeasure. Yet, as he met her eyes, which seemed to hold a gentle, captivating spring-like warmth, he became entranced. He waved dismissively at Adrian Desmond, signaling him to get lost.

"Well, come over here!" Uncle ordered.

Sienna Johnson turned slightly towards Adrian Desmond behind her and urged, "Go, quickly!"

"Wait for me!" Adrian Desmond’s voice was firm and reassuring. Sienna Johnson turned to look at him. Adrian was retreating, his slightly narrowed eyes as deep and unfathomable as the sea. He backed away towards Walter Klein and the others. Walter Klein grabbed Adrian’s arm, and the group fled towards the jungle. Adrian glanced back at her several times, but Sienna maintained her serene smile.

The night was deep. Once Adrian Desmond disappeared from her sight, the composure she had maintained shattered, and vulnerability washed over her.

"Little beauty, are you satisfied now? I let your lover boy go," Uncle said, attempting to curry favor, much like a male animal trying to woo a female.

Sienna Johnson looked at this man they called a demon. He wasn’t showing his fearsome side at that moment. In her eyes, he was merely an obese, repulsive man.

"Thank you," Sienna Johnson said softly.

Sienna Johnson’s compliance, her lack of tears or hysterics unlike other women, pleased Uncle. He laughed heartily, thoroughly satisfied with her demeanor. "Be a good girl, and I’ll dote on you."

"Mm."

Sienna Johnson was very submissive, so Uncle didn’t make things difficult for her.

Sienna Johnson got into Uncle’s car. The large entourage crossed the Himakati border and entered Himakati proper. This was Sienna’s first time setting foot in Himakati.

Because it was late at night, the street scenes were indistinct. The roads were deserted and quiet, the silence broken only by the roar of their Jeep.

She didn’t know much about Uncle. For now, all she could do was bide her time and adapt to whatever came her way.

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