Adrian Desmond couldn’t believe Sienna Johnson would choose to run away today—on the day of his wedding to Melanie Carpenter. Isn’t it said that a woman’s heart settles down when she has a child? She’s carrying his son; how could she still run away? How could she possibly take his son and run away?! "She’s pregnant, how do you expect me to implant a tracker in her? Besides, if I actually dared to do that, who knows what kind of scene she’d make," Adrian Desmond said helplessly. He had already assigned so many bodyguards to her, much to her displeasure. "Sixth Master, you’re always too soft-hearted with women." "Stop talking nonsense. When you fall in love with a woman one day, you’ll understand how I feel." Aaron Faber had no desire to fall in love with a woman only to be tormented . "If falling in love turns the wise and formidable Sixth Master into a fool, I’d rather be alone for the rest of my life." "Aren’t you afraid I’ll cut out your tongue?" Adrian Desmond admonished him for his careless words. Aaron Faber wasn’t afraid of Adrian Desmond in the slightest. He just smiled. "Sixth Master, you’d better hurry up and find her." "Mm." Adrian Desmond sighed, then pulled himself together to deal with the mess Sienna Johnson had left him. The post Aaron Faber had sent, those photos, were indeed taken by Sienna Johnson. He just couldn’t understand why she would post those pictures online. Did she think he’d be penniless if those gold and silver jewels were stolen? Did she even know that he had at least ten of these "treasures" she spoke of? The one he showed her was the smallest "safe deposit box." "When I catch you, I swear I won’t let you off!" Adrian Desmond vowed. Daylight had broken, and Sienna Johnson had been missing for an entire night. Adrian Desmond was now even more worried that she might have encountered some danger. "...Airport, harbor, train station—keep an eye on these places for me..." Adrian Desmond no longer cared about keeping up appearances or family shame; he even mobilized some friends who had come for the wedding to help search for her. "Adrian, women love to throw little tantrums. You should just give her the cold shoulder. Once she realizes you don’t care if she leaves or not, she’ll come back on her own." Adrian Desmond gave a bitter smile. "If I don’t go look for her, she won’t come back." "What kind of woman has you so completely wrapped around her finger?" "A woman I both love and hate!" Adrian Desmond had no time for idle chatter. He earnestly requested, "I’ve sent her picture to your phone. Get your men out there to help find her. She’s pregnant, and I’m genuinely worried. If you help me find her, I’ll reward you handsomely." "We’re brothers, why be so formal with me? Don’t worry, I’ll definitely find your woman for you." The line was silent for a moment. Official source is novel✦fire.net "However, I still suggest you don’t spoil a woman until she’s lawless. Otherwise, it’s the man who suffers in the end." Adrian Desmond made call after call, only to be ridiculed by friends who learned the truth. He had lost both face and dignity. Right then, Adrian Desmond only wanted to find her. He couldn’t care less about embarrassment; more people meant more resources. In Southeast Agaia, Adrian Desmond had already cast an inescapable net. Unless Sienna Johnson grew wings, she couldn’t hope to escape. "...As for Olkgan, I doubt she ran that far, but could you have someone look for her there too?" Adrian Desmond also called Alvin Potter. Olkgan wasn’t too far from their current location. Who knew if she hadn’t run off to Olkgan too? "I understand. Don’t worry too much. She’s pregnant; she shouldn’t have gone far. She was probably upset about your wedding yesterday and went out to clear her head. Maybe she’ll come back when she feels better." Of all the people he’d spoken to, Alvin Potter was the only one who comforted Adrian Desmond instead of ridiculing him. Thalia Powell, who had always despised men like Adrian Desmond—the type to have a wife at home while philandering outside—couldn’t listen anymore. She snatched Alvin Potter’s phone and retorted, "Alvin won’t help. And if we happen to run into that woman, Mai, I’ll help her escape." The line went silent. "Adrian Desmond, men like you are truly despicable. You claim to love her, yet you marry another woman. Here’s a saying for you: ’Trying to build a monument to your chastity while being a whore!’" Adrian Desmond nearly choked. He was so exasperated by Thalia Powell he felt he could die from anger. "She’s my woman, and she’s carrying my child! Have you ever thought that if I don’t bring her back, my child will be fatherless?" Thalia Powell chuckled lightly. "Then just find another man for her. Three-legged toads might be hard to find, but aren’t two-legged men plentiful? I hear Mai is stunningly beautiful. With her looks, there’ll probably be a long line of men pursuing her. Are you still worried your son will be fatherless? Adrian Desmond, you worry too much." "Thalia, stop it! Give me the phone." Alvin Potter moved to take the phone away. If she kept talking, Adrian Desmond would probably send someone to kill Thalia Powell. "Wait, I have one more thing to say to him." Thalia Powell said to Adrian Desmond, "Adrian, if you want to keep a woman’s heart, you have to offer yours in return. Don’t think you can have your cake and eat it too. If a man gets too greedy, he’ll only have himself to blame for the consequences..." Adrian Desmond could tolerate Sienna Johnson’s insolence in front of him, but not from other women. He was afraid that if he listened any longer, he would actually send someone to get rid of this annoying woman, which would damage his friendship, so he simply hung up the phone and fumed alone. "Hello? Hello... Huh? He hung up?" Alvin Potter looked at Thalia Powell speechlessly. "Did you know Adrian Desmond before?" "If you didn’t know him, why are you always so hostile toward him?" "I’m hostile toward all scumbags in the world. As soon as I get near him, I can smell the strong stench of a scumbag on him." "That’s Adrian Desmond, and we’re on his turf right now. Can’t you tone it down a bit?" "What? Is he going to silence me by killing me?" "We’re going back tomorrow!" If they stayed any longer, Alvin Potter dreaded to think what kind of trouble his wife, who clearly enjoyed watching drama and wasn’t afraid to stir things up, would cause. Thalia Powell said nonchalantly, sitting on the hotel bed with her hands propped behind her, a smile playing on her lips, "Alvin, to be honest, I came to watch the spectacle. I just knew that Mai would definitely run away. She certainly didn’t disappoint me..." Alvin Potter was speechless. "By the way, Alvin Potter, I’m warning you: don’t you dare help that bastard Adrian Desmond! If Mai escapes to Olkgan, we have to help her, understand?" "Can’t we just stay out of this?" Alvin Potter was speechless again. "Alvin Potter, I’m warning you. If you dare associate with a scumbag like that, I’ll do what Mai did: take our son, leave home, and let you fend for yourself."