The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 997 - 956: Little Concubine, Little Conqueror (Part 2)

"Madam, it’s all my fault..."

Sienna Johnson said to Adrian Desmond, "Send the two of them to the police station."

Adrian took a look at Dan Taylor and said, "This is the trouble you’ve caused, you handle it yourself. Take this woman away, and don’t dirty my house!"

"Adrian, I..."

Adrian said to Marion, "You escort these two out the back door, don’t let the other customers see them."

"Yes, Sixth Master." Marion said to Dan Taylor, "Mr. Taylor, please follow me this way."

Dan Taylor glanced at Adrian’s expression, knowing that Adrian was letting him off on account of their friendship, and decided not to push further.

"Adrian, I wronged you today. I’ll come by another day to apologize in person."

"No need!"

Adrian was also angry. Today was his son’s full moon celebration, and his friend actually got involved with his son’s nursemaid.

Dan Taylor left, but Kayla Jones stood frozen.

Sienna Johnson mockingly said, "Why are you still standing here? Dan Taylor is from Abyanabad, if you let him run back to Abyanabad, where will you find him?"

On hearing this, Kayla stopped crying and rushed to chase after Dan Taylor.

In the room, only the couple was left, and the air was filled with a sickening smell.

Sienna Johnson strode out, leaving Adrian behind, unwilling even to discuss Sheehan being bullied with him.

This unexpected storm was thus suppressed by Sienna.

...

In the evening, the highlight was the opera troupe’s various performances, including a piece the old madam really liked, "Farewell My Concubine."

The open-air stage, already in autumn, had pots of chrysanthemums placed around, their golden colors adding a touch of grandeur.

Those who came to watch the opera were mostly elderly, sitting among them were a few of the old madam’s friends.

Several people sighed, "We old folks are fewer each year."

"Yes, that’s why we should gather more often, who knows if we’ll be able to wake up tomorrow after closing our eyes tonight."

Sienna Johnson laughed, "Looking at you grandmas, you all have the look of longevity, surely you’ll live to a hundred."

"This granddaughter’s got a sweet mouth."

Sienna Johnson held Sheehan, sitting next to the old madam, here specifically to watch Curly perform, now singing "Birthday Wishes for a Lady."

"I’m enjoying the blessings of having such a granddaughter. If not for her, there wouldn’t be today’s prosperity for the Johnson Family."

Sienna smiled and said, "Grandma, why are you saying such disheartening things today?"

"Sienna, you’ve worked hard all these years..."

"Not hard at all!"

"Sienna, where’s that husband you brought in? I haven’t seen him."

The Johnson Family was low-key, rarely exposed in the media, so they weren’t familiar with Adrian. They only knew that the Johnson son-in-law was more handsome than TV stars.

"He’s greeting the guests."

"Old sister, I told you, you’re blessed to have found such a great husband for your granddaughter."

"Adrian is a good one."

"I heard Adrian is from Abyanabad, what does his family do there?"

Sienna had noticed, women loved gossiping, even these white-haired old ladies. They were all on good terms with the grandma, and since they meant no harm and were just curious, Sienna was happy to chat with them.

"They do some business in Abyanabad."

"Then why did he marry into the Johnson Family?"

The old madam proudly said, "Why else? Of course, for my precious granddaughter."

The old ladies glanced at Sienna and laughed, "Even heroes fall for beauties, with Sienna’s looks, if I were a man, I’d also be willing to marry into the family."

"Come on, being so old, even if you wanted to be my granddaughter’s husband, I wouldn’t agree."

Old folks quarreling like children was quite interesting, and Sienna sat quietly holding Sheehan, listening.

"Grandma, Curly is about to perform." Sienna told the old madam.

The old madam waved her hand and said, "Everyone quiet, quiet, our Curly is about to perform."

Everyone eagerly anticipated Curly’s performance of "Farewell My Concubine."

Adrian heard Curly was going to perform opera, so he hurried over, came to the old madam’s side, greeted her, and sat next to Sienna.

"Are you tired? Do you want me to hold Sheehan?" Adrian asked.

Sienna fixed her eyes on the stage, waiting for her daughter to perform, ignoring Adrian.

Adrian reached for Sienna’s hand, but Sienna evaded him, indicating she was upset with him.

The drumbeats grew intense, Curly appeared on stage in opera costume, taking small steps, holding a long sword.

Her appearance drew applause from the audience.

"The moon waxes and wanes, the autumn wind blows cold, the sound of the drums and horns is desolate."

"..."

"Recalling the battles and campaigns, uncertain how much time has passed. When will I return home to see the light of day..."

"Bravo!"

As applause echoed, Sienna clapped along with her son’s little hand, Sheehan was very curious, his big eyes focusing on his sister performing on stage.

The piece "Farewell My Concubine," with stunning appearances and excellent singing, drew Sienna completely into the performance.

Emperor: How would the concubine know? The hateful Alexander White has posted proclamations on all sides, insulting and mocking me, making it impossible to fight. I have conquered the world without ever being insulted for a single day. To be insulted by an ordinary man now, if I don’t fight back, how can I not be laughed at!

Concubine: A true man can yield and stretch, what fear of being laughed at? Besides, the art of war values knowing oneself and the enemy. Acting rashly just out of anger is not the path to success. I hope the Emperor considers this wisely!

Curly played the concubine, while George played the emperor, two children on stage like miniature versions of the concubine and emperor.

The old lady remarked, "This girl has talent for opera, after just a few days, she’s already performing so well."