Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 425 - Where is the lady Has she admitted her
Chapter 425: Chapter 425: Where is the lady? Has she admitted her mistake?
Chapter 425 -425: Where is the lady? Has she admitted her mistake?
Study.
Brandon Piers stayed for half an hour, finally unable to bear it, “Pullan, where is the madam? Did she admit her mistake?”
Pullan, sweating from his forehead, “Uh… the young madam is playing with the young master.”
Brandon, “…”
After Pullan finished speaking, he turned around and slipped away.
Then there was a loud snap, and his footsteps became even faster.
After angrily pounding the table, Brandon looked up to see the swaying fat fox in front of him. He quickly reached out to catch it, but once he got hold of it, he was filled with immense regret.
Feeling irritated, he got up, opened the window, and sure enough, the sounds that had been blocked by the soundproof glass all came in at once.
Among them was the laughter of that damn fat person.
He was so angry, yet she had the audacity to laugh out loud?
It seemed he had been playing a one-man show this whole time.
The more Brandon thought about it, the more displeased he became. He then saw the servant handing Abigail a pair of rain boots, a fishing net, and everyone joyfully heading to the lake to catch fish.
“Heh.” Brandon laughed out of anger.
He pinched the fat fox’s face and walked out of the study.
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By the Moon Lake.
Abigail was extremely excited.
Swallow City was in the north, unlike the south with so many rivers and streams where one could easily catch fish, collect sand, or catch shrimp.
Her childhood had been too stiff and dull, devoid of any fun.
As a result, seeing the fish and shrimp swimming in Moon Lake made her so excited it felt like she was back to weighing 440 pounds.
She was truly happy, “Uncle Piers, Aunt Claudia, take Teddy a bit further, I’m going into the river!”
“Young madam, be careful. If it’s too difficult, let someone else do it.” Housekeeper Piers was a bit worried.
But an eager Abigail wouldn’t budge. She stood by the water’s edge in her rain boots and tested the depth with her foot, “No need, I can do it. Didn’t you say this lake isn’t deep? I’ll just catch them by the edge.”
As she finished speaking, Abigail saw a fish swim past her foot, and her bright black eyes widened.
Every time she had seen the koi that the old man raised, she had been particularly tempted to catch one or two to try, but since the species were too precious and as she later gained weight, she felt like catching them would be akin to eating her kin, so she held back, but now it was different.
Housekeeper Piers had said the fish in Moon Lake were all edible.
Edible, edible…
Plus, the fish she had eaten last night and today were all caught from Moon Lake. Not only were they fresher than those in the market, but the flesh was also incredibly tender.
She didn’t need to think to know why. This lake was basically Brandon Piers’ private property. Without tourists and with the servants maintaining it all year round, there was no pollution, the water was very clean, and the fish and shrimp naturally outshone those raised elsewhere.
If not for the external troubles, Moon Lake Manor could be considered a paradise.
As Brandon walked over, he saw Abigail excitedly acting like a child, more lively than Teddy, who was sitting in the stroller and waving his hands and feet. The person who had come to question her stopped in his tracks.
Deep in the joy of rekindling her childhood, Abigail hadn’t noticed the extra person behind Housekeeper Piers and the others.
Holding the fishing net, she was already fantasizing about a bursting bucket.
But ten minutes later, Abigail was despondent.
Even though she could see the fish swim past her feet and waved the net quickly, ten minutes had passed, and she hadn’t even touched a fish tail, let alone catch one.
Moreover, she couldn’t understand why the shrimps moved so quickly.
She thought if she couldn’t catch fish, she could at least catch a few shrimps. But who knew that the shrimp in the water were even more cunning than the fish, making her no match for them.
Frustrated!
This was not what she had imagined.
“Hee hee hee…” Teddy, in the stroller by the lake, saw his mom waving around a strange thing, thinking she was playing with him, and laughed happily.
Abigail frowned, turned to look at Teddy, then at Brandon, who had somehow appeared by the lake, and the crowd watching her catch fish, she awkwardly gave herself an excuse, “You little rascal, you scared away all of mommy’s fish.”
“Pfft!”
Brandon was initially very angry. No, he was extremely angry.
But after seeing his little fatty’s funny performance firsthand, he tried hard not to laugh, reminding himself of the purpose of his visit. However, by the end, it wasn’t the funny actions of her fishing that made him lose it, but her last embarrassed and awkward attempt to save face that broke him down, making him laugh out loud.
Besides, he could feel others were also struggling not to laugh.
Abigail was already embarrassed, but everyone cooperated well. Who knew the first to laugh at her would be Brandon, making her glare at him in anger.
“Stupid.” Brandon didn’t hesitate to give her a single-word evaluation.
Abigail was embarrassed and angry, “If you’re not stupid, then you try!”
Brandon provocatively looked at her, “Is there a condition? If not, why would I go into the water?”
“You… fine, if you catch any, I’ll personally cook for you tonight.” Abigail didn’t believe she couldn’t catch fish, but a pampered nobleman like Brandon could.
Brandon raised his eyebrows, “Are you sure what you make is edible?”
“I doubt you can do it either.” Abigail counter-challenged.
The greatest fear of a man is being told he can’t, and Brandon was no exception.
Turning to the housekeeper, “Go, get the boots.”
Soon, Brandon also changed into extra-long rain boots and entered Moon Lake. Abigail handed him the net and stood aside to watch.
In the next moment, Abigail’s eyes widened.
The fish she couldn’t catch by swinging the net, Brandon casually caught with one swing, it fluttered about in the net.
Abigail stood, mouth slightly open, staring blankly at him.
Pullan, who had snuck over unnoticed, handed the bucket before the housekeeper could.
Then Abigail witnessed the second fantastic event of her life; the fish seemed controlled, one by one entering his net, even the cunning shrimp included.
Abigail, “…”
Her mind was full of questions, why?
Soon, Brandon’s bucket was full.
Abigail, filled with envy and jealousy, couldn’t come up with any other emotions until she squeezed out, “Do your fish recognize people?”
“Haha, no, it’s because you’re dumb.” Brandon laughed heartily at her expression and question, bluntly hitting her sore spot.
Abigail, annoyed but mostly envious, looked at the big bass struggling in his net, “Um… can I catch that one?”
Brandon smiled and nodded, handing her the net.
Abigail quickly rolled up her sleeves further, her expression as if facing an enemy, which made Brandon smirk again.
Even the people at the shore chuckled.
Abigail shot a dissatisfied look at Brandon but soon focused on the bass, unconsciously swallowing before reaching in.
She was an adept fish dissector but not a catcher. As soon as her hand went in, the fish suddenly opened its mouth at her. Startled, Abigail slipped and fell straight into the lake.
“Little fatty!”
“Young madam…”
