The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 644 - 685: Sixth Master, please support me

Chapter 644: Chapter 685: Sixth Master, please support me

"You’re telling me not to worry?"

"Queen Mother, don’t be angry. Dylan is really doing fine."

"Dylan is your only child and Abyanabad’s only heir. How can I not worry? That woman left without a word, without even a bodyguard, and dared to take Dylan with her."

"You should divorce that impulsive Princess Consort immediately!"

Kiya remained silent. He liked his lively and beautiful Princess Consort; how could he possibly divorce her?

"Queen Mother, where in the royal family has there ever been a divorce? If I really were to divorce her, wouldn’t I become a laughingstock and bring shame upon the royal family?"

"Then just find her some place and send her far, far away." This was as good as banishing Paige Desmond.

"Queen Mother, she is still young. If she does something wrong, please teach her."

"Over the years, haven’t I taught her enough? And what’s the result? She acts one way to my face and another behind my back. Does she think I’m stupid? Is she treating me like a fool?"

The Queen Mother’s tone was full of dissatisfaction with Paige Desmond. Conflicts between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law existed not only in Orienta but in Abyanabad as well.

The Queen Mother, an aristocrat by birth, and the Princess Consort, a commoner who was young, vibrant, and yearned for freedom, inhabited vastly different worlds. They could never truly understand each other’s way of life, perhaps even refusing to engage with it.

"Have that woman send Dylan back! If she doesn’t want to be Princess Consort anymore, plenty of others are eager for the role! Don’t think that without her, you can’t marry another Princess Consort!"

"..."

"She shouldn’t be so presumptuous! Gulit is ten thousand times better than her! If Gulit were your Princess Consort, she’d be far more outstanding."

Gulit was that Princess from Pelindi, currently residing in the Imperial Palace. The King had even shown favor to Gulit, which was tantamount to acknowledging her potential status.

"Queen Mother, I don’t like that Princess of Pelindi."

"Your personal preferences are not important! The only thing you need to consider is whether the Princess Consort you marry is fit to be a Princess Consort and a future Queen!"

"Queen Mother!"

"You shut up!"

The Queen Mother had been seething with pent-up anger. She had been quite happy to finally see her son, but he kept siding with that disobedient and disrespectful Princess Consort. So, the Queen Mother unleashed her temper directly on him.

"I want to see Dylan tomorrow! If I don’t, I’ll have the Desmond family driven out of Abyanabad! And your Princess Consort can get lost along with them!"

The usually elegant and noble Queen Mother, when faced with her son, exposed her truest side.

"Queen Mother, Dylan is doing wonderfully right now. He’s learning martial arts with his uncle, he’s grown taller, and he’s much healthier. He hasn’t even been sick recently..." After all, Dylan was his only son; Kiya was genuinely happy to see him so healthy and well.

As soon as the Queen Mother heard this, she became even angrier. She interrupted her son, scolding, "What martial arts!? Will there be a shortage of bodyguards to protect him in the future?

What on earth was that woman thinking, making Dylan learn martial arts? Does she want him to become a bodyguard later?

Call her right now and tell her to bring Dylan back! Otherwise, she can forget about seeing Dylan even once for the entire next month!"

His mother’s voice was sharp and loud. Kiya, who hadn’t rested well, felt his headache worsen. He still hadn’t managed to appease his wife, and now his mother was adopting this aggressive stance. Caught between his mother and his wife, Kiya was miserable but couldn’t voice his suffering.

"Queen Mother, let Dylan stay with the Princess Consort." If he didn’t agree to this, Paige would absolutely never return.

The Queen Mother narrowed her sharp eyes, staring at Kiya, exerting immense pressure on him. "Kiya, say that again?"

Kiya knew that at this moment, any attempt at an explanation would only infuriate his mother further, so he wisely chose silence.

"Kiya, has that woman cast some sort of spell on you? Not only do you let her run wild, but now you actually want me to let Dylan stay by her side? Look at what she’s turned Dylan into!

Dylan is a young prince, not an ordinary child!"

"..."

"Bring Dylan back to me tomorrow! And you tell that woman, since she no longer wants to be Princess Consort, she doesn’t need to return."

The Queen Mother harbored no goodwill towards the Desmond family whatsoever. Adrian Desmond had recently filed a complaint against her with the judge, causing her to lose face. She now blamed Paige entirely for this.

"Kiya, it’s late. You should go back and rest!"

The Queen Mother stood up and left. Kiya immediately rose, wanting to say something, but the Queen Mother stubbornly refused to listen. He was left looking troubled, and all his worries eventually coalesced into a long sigh...

「...」

While Kiya was at his wit’s end, Sienna Johnson, on her end, was equally displeased with him.

Sienna Johnson was sulking, her expression cold, and she refused to speak. Seeing Sienna so angered by Kiya, Adrian Desmond felt his own dissatisfaction with Kiya deepen.

"Alright, don’t be angry. It’s not worth it for someone like that," Adrian Desmond comforted.

"Did the answers to those two questions really require consideration? But... he actually went back to consider them..."

Sienna Johnson sneered. "Our dear Prince doesn’t seem to have a clear head yet. In that case, let him continue to mull it over." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Anyway, they were heading to the Unnamed Island tomorrow, and Sienna Johnson wouldn’t be emerging for some time. The Unnamed Island’s location was clandestine; without a guide, it was truly hard to find.

"Stop the car!" Sienna Johnson suddenly shouted.

"What’s wrong?"

The car pulled over to the side of the road. Sienna Johnson spotted a chocolate shop and said, "Your daughter is upset. Let’s buy something to bribe her. Otherwise, she’ll definitely give both of us the cold shoulder."

Adrian Desmond smiled and said, "Then we’ll need to buy quite a bit."

"You’re rich; you can keep gifting her jewelry. I’m poor, so I can only afford a box of chocolates as a small token of my affection."

"You, a prominent Group Boss, have less than 150 thousand dollars in your personal account. How do you even manage? Even the top executives in your company have more savings than you."

"Sixth Master, this humble servant has had a hard life. When my father passed away, an uncle from our clan absconded with nearly two-thirds of the company’s liquid assets. Those years were incredibly tough; we were really struggling.

I didn’t receive a salary, nor did I have any vacation time when I first started working.

It was only this year that I finally started paying myself a salary and taking annual leave." Sienna Johnson feigned misery, dabbing at non-existent tears at the corners of her eyes as she lamented dramatically to Adrian Desmond.

Adrian Desmond gently stroked her head. "It’s alright. Don’t they say it’s better to marry well than to work hard? Luckily, the man you married is wealthy. I can provide for you."

"Sixth Master, please take care of me!"

"Alright, how much per month?"

"No short-term arrangements. If you’re going to ’keep’ me, it has to be long-term."

"Okay, how do we calculate the long-term price?"

"Long-term means a lifetime. As for the price? Sixth Master, you can decide on the amount. Just enough so I don’t starve will be fine."

"That’s too low a demand."