The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 711 - 752: Curly is Missing

"Uncle, I won’t deceive you. Over these years, my business has also been legitimized. Although the drug trade is a lucrative industry, I have never touched it. My parents died because of drugs, and when you had that accident, Uncle, it was also tied to drugs..." Adrian Desmond’s voice choked, and he was momentarily at a loss for words.

Adrian had always thought, if his father were just an ordinary businessman, would he have avoided death?

"Business is business! As long as it makes money, it’s good! Besides, what business doesn’t have risks?" Elliot Carpenter stubbornly replied.

"Uncle, you’ve never been to that place, so you don’t understand the situation. Drug control there is very strict, and the dangers of drug abuse are widely publicized. Drug users are a minority, so despite the large population, the market isn’t that big. I don’t advise you to go there to sell drugs... Moreover, it’s illegal!"

There, the penalties for drugs are very severe. How could Adrian ever let Sienna Johnson go down this ruinous path?

"I’ve considered everything you said. All you need to do is help me transport the drugs through your woman’s company, and I’ll have people handle everything else..."

Was he planning to drag Sienna into this too?

Considering Sienna’s personality, she would definitely not approve. She even disapproved of him selling arms and operating casinos, let alone something as devastating as drugs, which could ruin generations.

"Uncle, I can’t help you with this!"

Elliot Carpenter responded angrily, "You keep saying you’ll help me, but you won’t help with this or that. I’d like to know, what exactly can you help me with?"

"If you’re short of funds, Uncle, I can provide them!"

"I’m still young! I don’t need your money to live out my retirement!"

"I can help with your other businesses, Uncle, but I won’t do anything illegal." This time, Adrian was very firm. "My son is about to be born, and I absolutely will not let my son become an orphan at a young age, like I was."

Elliot Carpenter stared at him, speechless for a moment.

"Uncle, I won’t hide it from you," Adrian continued. "I’m also planning to get out of the arms business, and I intend to shut down all the casinos this year. I’ve made enough money, more than enough for my woman and my child to live lavishly. Now I just want to live a good life, watch my son grow up, and not let him become an orphan!"

Adrian extended his hand. Elliot Carpenter looked at Adrian Desmond with surprise and wariness.

Adrian then plucked a white hair from Elliot’s suit. Looking at it, Adrian remarked with a sigh, "Uncle, you have white hairs now too..."

Elliot Carpenter’s gaze fell upon the white hair, and he sighed, "Yes, I’m getting old..." He looked up at the tall Adrian and reminisced, "I still remember when you were little, so small I could lift you with one arm... Now you’ve grown even taller than me..."

Adrian looked at Elliot Carpenter. Sienna had always suspected this man was an impostor, yet Adrian could always find familiar traces in him. Deep down, he still hoped his uncle was alive.

"Uncle, I’ll take care of you!" he promised.

"It’s the thought that counts..."

"Uncle, you’re my elder. You’ve eaten more salt than I’ve eaten rice; you surely understand things better. I know you can’t stand being idle and still want to do business, but you should give up on those risky ventures. You and Melanie were separated for so many years; you should spend more time with her. Melanie isn’t young anymore. Uncle, you should find a good man for her."

Elliot Carpenter remained silent.

"Uncle, I’m worried about Sienna," Adrian said. "I’d better leave now. When I’m free, I’ll come back to play chess with you."

Elliot Carpenter said nothing, simply waving his hand at him.

Adrian clenched the hair in his palm, stood up, and strode out.

Elliot Carpenter sat there for a while longer, then raised his hand, grabbed the purple clay pot, and smashed it to the ground, shattering it into pieces!

「...」

As Adrian walked out, he saw Melanie Carpenter run over, crying and covering her face as if she had been beaten.

Adrian stopped in his tracks but didn’t say a word.

"Sixth Brother, Sienna Johnson hit me... SOB SOB..." Melanie Carpenter cried, trying to throw herself into Adrian’s arms, but Adrian stepped back, avoiding her.

"Sixth Brother?" Melanie Carpenter cried even more fiercely, her makeup ruined by her tears.

When Sienna cried, it wrenched his heart. He’d lose all his composure and could only let her do as she pleased. But Melanie Carpenter’s crying only made him feel irritable.

"Why did she hit you?"

"Sixth Brother, she went too far! She actually told those women that if anyone could seduce you into bed, she would willingly give up the position of Mrs. Desmond... You cherish her like a treasure, but she doesn’t care about you one bit."

No wonder I’ve been sneezing incessantly, Adrian thought. So that little woman was bad-mouthing me again.

Willingly give up her position? What a joke.

If I were really unfaithful, knowing that woman’s temper, wouldn’t she flay me alive and kick me out?

Melanie Carpenter told Adrian an exaggerated version of what Sienna had said. She thought Adrian would get angry, but instead, a doting smile appeared on his face. Melanie Carpenter was suddenly speechless.

How much must Sixth Brother love that woman to indulge her to such an extent?

"Sixth Brother, you treat her so well, I’m so jealous..." So jealous I could go insane, I want to kill her!

"She’s my woman; of course, I treat her well! Melanie, you’ll also meet a man who will be completely devoted to you."

Melanie Carpenter’s face was deathly pale. Because she was so thin, her hands resembled chicken claws, her cheekbones protruded, and she had a somewhat malicious look. It’s often said that one’s appearance reflects one’s heart. Indeed, Melanie Carpenter’s twisted nature was evident on her face. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Excuse me!"

Adrian left, his steps slightly hurried, wanting to see Sienna as soon as possible.

Halfway there, he encountered a woman who suddenly rushed out. Adrian narrowed his eyes slightly. "Why is it you?"

"Sixth Master..."

"Why are you running around alone? Weren’t you supposed to be with Madam and Curly?"

Lorie Cooper was sweating profusely, not daring to look Adrian in the eye. "Sixth Master," she stammered, her voice trembling, "I... I’m sorry. Curly... Curly is missing..."

"What?"

"George came and started chasing Curly. I couldn’t keep up with her... and then I couldn’t find her..." Lorie Cooper said, extremely agitated.

"Useless!"

Lorie Cooper looked like she was about to cry but couldn’t utter a word in her own defense. If anything happened to Curly, she knew she could only atone with her life.

"What are you still standing there for? Get everyone to look for her!"

"Yes!"

Lorie Cooper hastily agreed and, following Adrian’s instructions, went to find people. She had only taken a few steps when Adrian called her back, "Come back!"

"Yes!"

"Don’t frighten Madam!"

"Yes!"

Lorie Cooper jogged off to find people. Adrian clenched his fists, his chest aching.

My little Princess, he prayed, she must not get into any trouble!