After all, being a woman, Alyssa is more meticulous than Walter. After this fright, the pregnant Sienna Johnson definitely needs rest, so she said to Adrian Desmond,
"Sixth Master, should we rest here for one night and return to Abyanabad tomorrow?"
Adrian glanced at the obviously exhausted woman in his arms and said, "Hmm, book a better hotel, we'll stay for a night, and take a boat back to Abyanabad tomorrow."
"Yes." Alyssa went to make the arrangements.
In Sienna Johnson's eyes, Mupali Airport is just an ordinary airport, not even as good as some third or fourth-tier city airports in Orienta.
Mandanila is as poor as Himakati.
Adrian hurriedly left the airport with her in his arms.
Adrian was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of slippers, drawing curious stares from many people. Sienna awkwardly said,
"Put me down, I can walk by myself."
"Don't act tough in front of me!"
"Fine, then. Anyway, you'll be the one tired!"
"With your weight, you dare to say such things?"
