Abyanabad, Desmond Manor,
At ten in the evening, Adrian Desmond was waiting in the study for Sienna Johnson's call, but Sienna didn't call as she used to, saying "Good night" or "I love you, Adrian."
"Impulse truly is the devil!"
He acted impulsively, and as a result, Sienna Johnson's revenge came.
Adrian's fingers tapped on the phone screen, "...I merely tapped twice, didn't cause any real harm, and you treat me like this, aren't you ashamed?"
"..."
"Sienna, if you don't reply to my texts, I'll cut down all the lotus flowers in Mirror Lake that you like the most!"
"..."
"Mrs. Desmond, I was wrong. I promise not to poke you until our son is born."
An hour passed, and all the texts felt like they disappeared into the ocean, Adrian lost hope, realizing he had truly angered that resentful woman, Sienna.
Brandon Potter came in and saw Adrian looking dispirited, "Sixth Master, I'm here to ask, how many people do you plan to bring to Death Island?"
