Chapter 1433: Smacking Her Face with Money

“The lesson I gave you last time seems to have been too light since you still dare to provoke me.”

Adrian Desmond had an aura of danger about him, making most women afraid to approach. A single look from him was enough to terrify them.

This woman had guts, indeed!

“Adrian, I really like you. I have a lot of money. Any of my bags costs hundreds of thousands. If we get together, my money will naturally be your money. Adrian, I want your body, and you want my money, so why shouldn’t we be together?”

Elsa White thought Adrian was a man who could be swayed by money. Moreover, she was confident in her appearance. She had never failed with any man she fancied.

“If you’re afraid of Sienna Johnson, we can do it secretly… Actually, I quite enjoy the thrill of an affair.”

Adrian’s eyes were full of disdain as he sized her up and down. “I’m curious, where do you get the confidence to think I’d be interested in you?”

“Am I not beautiful?”

Adrian laughed as if he had heard a joke.

“What are you laughing at?”

“You’re sick in the head and need treatment!” Adrian stopped smiling and directly told the woman in front of him with a cold, stern voice.

“Adrian, don’t be ungrateful!” Elsa was infuriated and humiliated by Adrian’s repeated rejections.

Adrian, concluding that this woman was mentally unstable, stopped speaking with her. He checked his watch and muttered, “Why is it so slow?”

As soon as he spoke, there was a knock at the door of the private room, and Marion came in with a large bag.

“Sixth Master, I brought the money.”

Adrian said, “Smash her face with the money!”

“Yes, Sixth Master!”

Marion took a stack of money from the bag and harshly slammed it into Elsa’s face. Marion didn’t hold back, and Elsa’s face turned red from the impact.

Elsa screamed painfully, staring in disbelief. “Adrian, what are you doing?”

“Just letting you know I’m also rich. You want to keep me, but you can’t afford it!” Adrian said icily, his voice carrying anger.

“How do you know I can’t afford it? Tell me, how much, and you’ll be willing to sleep with me?”

Marion continued hitting Elsa with money, and when Elsa shielded her face, he targeted her body. Elsa had worn thin clothes to flaunt her figure, and getting hit with wads of money was excruciatingly painful.

“Didn’t have breakfast? Put some strength into it!” Adrian chided, dissatisfied.

“Yes, Sixth Master!”

“Ah… it hurts, stop it!” Elsa screamed and ducked.

Marion ignored Elsa’s pleas, hitting her until her face was swollen. With repeated strikes, blood trickled from Elsa’s mouth.

“Adrian, you bastard!” Unable to evade, Elsa, determined to drag him down with her, lunged at him. Adrian extended his long leg and kicked her in the stomach.

Elsa clutched her stomach, kneeling on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

Adrian signaled Marion to stop and looked down at Elsa, asking, “Are you still going to bother Sienna Johnson?”

Elsa couldn’t speak a word, writhing in stomach pain as if her insides were twisting.

This man was truly ruthless.

“You…hit women, what kind of a man are you?”

“Are you a woman?”

“…”

“If we were in Abyanabad, you’d be dead already!” Adrian knew that Elsa’s family had some influence locally and didn’t want any trouble, so he used this method to teach her a lesson.

If she had any sense, she’d know better than to provoke him again; otherwise, Adrian would have to resort to harsher means.

He wouldn’t let any woman challenge Sienna Johnson!

“I asked you a question, answer me!” Adrian had Marion stop.

Surrounded by the scattered red bills in this pink room, Elsa sat in the pile of money, her face swollen.

She covered her face, glaring angrily at Adrian. “Are you afraid of Sienna Johnson?”

“Answer me!”

Elsa grabbed a handful of money, laughed, “If I tell Sienna Johnson you gave me this money, what do you think she’ll think?”

Adrian intended to humiliate her with money. Normally, anyone else would feel ashamed and embarrassed, but he underestimated this woman’s shamelessness.

This tactic didn’t work on someone like Elsa.

Adrian turned and left, leaving Elsa’s voice calling behind him, “Adrian, I’m getting more and more interested in you now.”

“…”

“I will definitely get you in my bed, haha…”

Adrian didn’t respond to this crazy woman and walked out.

Marion followed him out, the bar was incredibly loud, the air was thick, and women dressed like ghosts tried to approach. Marion blocked them all.

Outside the bar, they took a deep breath of the cold air, exhaling the thick air from inside their bodies.

Two days later, before Marion could make a move, Elsa, high on drugs, had a major accident on the highway, resulting in a spinal fracture, paralyzing her from the neck down.

From then on, Elsa White was no longer seen in the social circles of Sileria City.

…

A week later, the election results for the Medical Association president were announced, and Sienna Johnson became the president.

Sienna Johnson became president and was even busier every day, yet Adrian could see she wasn’t happy.

One day, when Sienna returned from outside, Adrian stopped her to ask specifically.

“You’re not happy lately. Why?” Adrian asked, using a tone of certainty, not questioning.

“It’s because of my mom’s situation.”

Adrian looked surprised, “What’s up with mom?”

Pauline Briggs had a simple life, taking care of their children, occasionally hanging out shopping, pampering, and playing mahjong with her friends.

“Graham Robertson is interested in my mom.”

Adrian stood there, stunned.

Sienna looked troubled, “No wonder, when I talk to Graham Robertson, he always asks about my mom after a few sentences. He even knows my mom brews Osmanthus Wine…”

“Aren’t they both over fifty?” Adrian asked.

“Yes, Graham Robertson is five years older than my mom.”

“This man sure has a lasting desire.”

Sienna frowned, “What nonsense are you spouting?”

“Then what should I say?”

Sienna sighed, worriedly saying, “Graham asked me to gauge my mom’s reaction, he even told me that he had a crush on my mom when he was young, and he still likes her.”

“Did you agree?”

“Of course not.”

Pauline Briggs and Dexter Johnson had a deep relationship. When Sienna was young, she envied them. At that time, Dexter was her model of an ideal husband; she wanted a husband like Dexter.

“Then what’s bothering you?”

Sienna sighed again, slowly saying, “Graham helped me a lot; he only asked me to gauge my mom’s reaction, yet I can’t even do that. I feel kind of…”