Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 345 - - Brandon Piers, are you a damn bandit?!

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Chapter 345: Chapter 345 – Brandon Piers, are you a damn bandit?!

Abigail sighed and still couldn’t understand. Would a bright and fiery woman like Minnie Swift really choose Lincoln Green just because of his care and tolerance?

It didn’t fit her character at all. And the source of the Piers’ stock was also very strange. Even Midsummer was unclear about it.

“Aunt Claudia, which year did my mom pass away?” After chatting for a while, Abigail suddenly asked out of the blue. She sighed inwardly that saying the word “mom” wasn’t as hard as she thought.

From her original body’s memory, Abigail knew that since she could remember, everyone told her that her mother passed away shortly after childbirth due to physical complications. Also, because of this, Lincoln Green didn’t like her much.

But if Lincoln Green loved Minnie Swift so much back then, would he really treat his beloved wife’s daughter this way?

And Midsummer Trust wouldn’t lie to her about something like this.

...

There was no reason to deceive her because the contract’s date was very clear, signed during her original body’s third year.

Aunt Claudia didn’t expect Abigail to ask this question and was stunned for a moment. “She passed away not long after you were born. Why are you suddenly asking this?”

“Nothing, just asking.” Abigail’s heart skipped a beat when she heard Aunt Claudia’s hesitant answer.

Could it be that there was indeed something suspicious about her mother’s death?

But why would even Aunt Claudia hide it from her?

“Sir, you’re here.” Just as Abigail was deep in thought, Kelly suddenly spoke.

Abigail snapped back to reality.

“Grandfather.” Abigail stood up.

The old man waved his hand. “Sit, sit.” Then he looked at the slightly nervous Aunt Claudia beside him. “Are you the one who raised Abigail? You’ve done well. Abigail is a good girl.”

“Sir, you must be joking. I’m just a servant. It’s our young lady who has blessed me.” Hearing the old man’s praise of Abigail, Aunt Claudia felt proud, yet a bit sorrowful.

Recently, she secretly inquired a lot and read many gossip news. She knew that the second young master of the Piers was very good to Abigail. Now, seeing Grandfather Piers kind and gentle, a tolerant person, she felt more at ease.

She also felt heartache for the child. After so many years of hardship, she finally saw hope.

After chatting for a while, the old man glanced at the cake on the small table beside them. “What’s this?”

“Oh, today is Abigail’s birthday. I made a cake for her. This girl is so absent-minded. I was afraid she wouldn’t remember, and just as I thought.” Seeing the old man point to the cake, Aunt Claudia quickly smiled and said.

The old man looked at Abigail. “Forgot?”

Abigail scratched her head awkwardly. She originally felt this birthday was very special this year, yet she forgot. When she was in school, she didn’t remember much about birthdays. Later, it became even harder with work, and most of her birthdays were spent in the hospital, always reminded by her senior brothers.

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This year was her 27th birthday, very special. Also, it was Abigail Green’s birthday. She thought about it a lot, but she forgot in the end.

Seeing Abigail’s expression, the old man understood what was going on. He hummed and glared at her, then looked at Aunt Claudia, “Since it’s Abigail’s birthday, you have to stay.”

“I…”

“Listen to Grandfather Piers.” Aunt Claudia was still hesitant, but Abigail had already decided for her.

Aunt Claudia couldn’t refuse anymore.

The old man’s goal was achieved, and he left with his cane, while Kelly took the children to play elsewhere, leaving space for the two of them.

But with the old man’s interruption, Abigail couldn’t ask further.

Upstairs.

After the last Facebook Circle post of Brandon Piers dancing with Abigail, this young master appeared again.

My girl’s having a birthday celebration at eight tonight at Piers’ Mansion.

At the end, he added, bring a gift.

Instantly, Brandon’s Facebook Circle exploded!

Prince Noel: Isn’t your girl born on April 8th? It hasn’t even been four months, are you planning a robbery?

Pullan, taking into account Noel reminding him with a video last time, kindly replied.

ohmydearsea replied to Prince Noel: It’s the young lady’s 19th birthday!

Prince Noel: ?

Hawkeyes: Geez, pervert!

SY: Got it!

Kelvin Max: Second Young Master, any specific gift requirements?

Director Locke replied to Hawkeyes: Well said!

Love of Life: Is your grandfather home? I’m still in Gills City right now.

Brandon: Grandfather said he won’t be home.

floating clouds: Right, I’m not home.

Love of Life replied to floating clouds: Grayson Piers, you jerk!

Everyone: …

The love stories of the older generation were truly colorful!

Brandon glanced at the old man, who looked a bit embarrassed. He turned his head and continued giving instructions, “Uncle Piers, arrange the chefs. Let’s do a barbecue by the pond. Let the pastry chef in the kitchen prepare the snacks. Pullan, contact the scene designer and lighting engineer to set up the scene. Have Kelly keep the people away from that area. What else?”

“What about the cake?” Housekeeper Piers, wearing reading glasses and holding a pen, looked up and asked.

“Use Aunt Claudia’s for the wish-making. Make another one with 19 layers in pink, girly style. Contact Kelvin Max and have him bring the pastry chef from Brandon’s hotel.” Brandon Piers frowned, looking extremely serious. It didn’t seem like he was planning Abigail’s birthday celebration but rather going to a battlefield.

Housekeeper Piers noted everything down.

Brandon suddenly thought of something. “Pullan, have the security team clear the area behind the hill and set off fireworks precisely when Abigail makes her wish. Make sure someone watches to prevent a fire.”

“Got it.”

“What else should I prepare for a girl’s birthday?” Brandon asked, looking at the elder and Pullan.

Pullan and Housekeeper Piers, “…”

“Gift?” After hesitating for a while, Pullan carefully said. He had heard that young girls liked gifts.

“I already told them to bring gifts.” Brandon said without thinking.

Pullan, “… That’s their gift. What about yours?”

“Mine?” Brandon was momentarily confused. Yeah, what should he give Abigail?

Pullan and Housekeeper Piers nodded in unison.

Brandon felt a bit troubled. He had never given a woman anything before. What would Abigail like?

Suddenly, he remembered the pink diamond Adam Piers took from him last time. Abigail seemed to like it when she saw it. He thought for a moment and dialed Adam’s number.

Having caused quite a scene today, Adam knew there were no shares from Lincoln Green. His father was also unavailable, so he was relaxing at home, propping his feet up and sending gifts to a female streamer while munching on an apple. The pink diamond he bought for one and a half billion was on the table. Occasionally, he looked at it with heartache. Suddenly, his phone rang.

Seeing the incoming number, Adam, who was teasing the female streamer, straightened up. The apple in his mouth fell and hit his toe, making him hop around in pain. Screaming, he looked at the phone again, realizing he wasn’t seeing things. It was indeed from that monster, Brandon.

He instinctively licked his lips, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to hang up. Eventually, he didn’t dare and obediently answered the call, “Uh…big brother…”

Brandon, “… It’s your sister-in-law’s birthday today. Come to the old mansion to celebrate.”

“Huh?” Adam thought he misheard.

“Remember to bring a gift.” Brandon stressed the word “gift.”

Adam, “…”

Beep.

“Damn, what’s this monster up to? Aah!” Adam stood up, screamed, and jumped onto the table. Feeling something under him, he pulled out the egg-sized pink diamond and shouted, “Damn it, Brandon Piers, you’re a damn bandit!”