The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 1070: Chapter 1010: Back to Their Own Battlefields (2)

"Director Harris, Director Linden, sorry for being late..."

Actually, it was to avoid being seen coming and going together, causing unnecessary trouble, so they deliberately staggered the time.

"I say, Jayce, it’s a sensitive time now. Coming to your appointment risks losing our positions."

"Isn’t it allowed to dine with friends? To catch up?" Sienna Johnson personally poured them wine.

Both of them craved alcohol, so Sienna Johnson specially prepared good wine. Director Linden took a sip and said, "Good wine, good wine..."

"Then drink more."

"Jayce, if my wife were half as good as you, I’d be satisfied."

Director Linden is a self-made man. His success wouldn’t have been possible without the help of his father-in-law, who is a director. Of course, Director Linden’s wife is somewhat fierce.

"Director Linden, don’t say that. Sister Garnet, I can’t handle."

"Jayce, my wife will definitely check up later, you answer the phone for me."

"Alright."

Sienna Johnson not only has good relations with these officials but also with the madams. The influence of a pillow talk is powerful. Therefore, when doing public relations, Sienna Johnson takes a firm hold on both fronts.

"Look, look, speaking of the devil, she calls."

Director Linden didn’t answer, he directly tossed the phone to Sienna Johnson. If it were another woman, Director Linden wouldn’t dare; if his wife heard another woman answering the phone, she’d eat him alive.

But Sienna Johnson has this talent; despite looking like a vixen, those madams just didn’t see her as a threat.

Sienna Johnson answered the phone, "Sister Garnet, it’s Jayce."

"Did you invite our old Blake to drink again?"

"Yes, you know my current situation."

"Inviting him for a drink over a simple request is unnecessary."

"My pharmaceutical factory is closed now, and having nothing better to do, I invited Director Linden and Director Harris for a drink. By the way, sister, how’s the skincare product I sent you from Aurinnois last time?"

"Don’t say, it’s effective. They all said foreigners’ skin is different from us in Orienta and advised against it, but it really worked well."

Sienna Johnson flattered, "Sister Garnet, you’re not like them. You’re half-blood; western skincare products are just right for you, naturally they work well."

"Haha..."

Sister Garnet’s mixed heritage is quite far back; her great-grandmother’s mother was Bonracan. Nonetheless, Sister Garnet took pride in having foreign blood. Sienna Johnson always flattered her on this and hit the mark every time.

"Sister Garnet, Director Linden might get drunk tonight; when he comes home, cut him some slack for my sake, don’t make him sleep on the sofa." Sienna Johnson’s tone was completely junior-like.

"Okay, I’ll let him off the hook for your sake tonight."

Director Linden gave a thumbs up, hung up, and took a sip of Maotai liquor with a flushed face,

"Jayce, you sure know how to handle it. You don’t know my wife; even if I take a sip, she gets furious."

"Sister Garnet is just concerned for your health. Out there, those vixens are only after your money and power, not caring if you’re okay. That’s the difference between a wife and a mistress."

Director Harris said, "What Jayce said is right."

Sienna Johnson dared to speak like this only in front of them because these two are inherently not bad, just fond of drinking, and not outright villains.

There’s no mistress outside; they’re quite good to their wives and kids.

"Even though Sister Garnet allowed you to drink more, don’t overdo it, Director Linden."

"Haha..." These two, upon seeing alcohol, treated it more dearly than their fathers, and their mouths never stopped.

"Jayce, what about my wife? Does she know I’m here?"

"She knows. I had some friends accompany her for mahjong; Sister Harper is on a winning streak today, probably going to play all night."

Disguised as giving money, Sister Harper is no fool.

"A rare chance, then I must drink more."

Sienna Johnson accompanied the two in drinking and didn’t mention the Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory at all, but everyone was smart and tacitly understood.

Sienna Johnson’s glass held Osmanthus Brew, personally brewed by her grandmother. The drink carried the scent of osmanthus and a bit of sweetness, hardly intoxicating.

In the middle, Adrian Desmond called. Seeing the two happily drinking and playing games, with no need for her presence, she went out to take the call.

"Achoo..."

"Caught a cold?"

"No, just got hit by a cold breeze," Sienna Johnson said, standing under the corridor.

"Mrs. Desmond, I’m lonely at night now."

"Then go for a run, more laps will do."

"I’ve already run ten kilometers."

Adrian Desmond heard a car horn and asked, "You haven’t gone home yet?"

"Hmm."

"Why are you still out so late?"

"Drinking with Director Linden and Director Harris."

"No one’s taking advantage of you, right?"

"No," Sienna Johnson originally intended to joke with him, but knowing Adrian Desmond’s intense jealousy, she immediately dismissed the thought.

"Don’t humble yourself, remember, you’re Adrian Desmond’s woman. Adrian Desmond’s woman doesn’t need to bow to anyone."

Sienna Johnson leaned against a big tree and said, "One day, I’ll make everyone know, you’re not Sixth Master, not Adrian Desmond, but just my man, Sienna Johnson’s man!"

"Ambitious!"

"Ambitious, but not capable enough."

"Don’t be disheartened. It’ll be resolved," Adrian Desmond encouraged.

"Enough about me, what about you? How’s your troublesome situation?"

"Doctor X has fled to Kalare. I haven’t found Night Owl’s trail yet. They should be together."