Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 493 - I Raise It Well
Chapter 493: Chapter 493: I Raise It Well
Chapter 493: Chapter 493: I Raise It Well
Abigail Green had never thought about this question.
If it was proven that her death was not an accident, but there was a huge conspiracy behind it, what should she do?
Abigail stared blankly at Brandon Piers; yes, what would she do?
Thinking about the aura of death surrounding Jeffrey Foster today, Abigail’s mood grew particularly heavy. The whole person fell into an indescribable depression.
Brandon Piers looked at Abigail this way, not intending to let her escape. “If it is finally proven that Dr. Smith’s death was indeed caused by Jeffrey Foster, what will you do?”
If she was Abigail Green, Dr. Smith’s friend, then she would definitely severely punish the murderer. But Brandon Piers knew that she herself was Dr. Smith. Between emotion and hatred, he wanted to know what she would choose.
Brandon Piers’ words made Abigail understand that she couldn’t avoid making a choice.
She had to decide.
Even though she understood better than anyone how difficult this was.
Just as Brandon Piers’s eyes were about to show disappointment, Abigail suddenly lifted her head, her gaze determined. “I will personally send him to prison.”
Brandon Piers looked at her in surprise.
“Everyone should pay for their actions. If Dr. Smith’s death was not an accident and it was indeed caused by Dr. Foster, then I will personally send him in,” Abigail repeated to Brandon Piers.
“Are you sure?” Brandon Piers asked the chubby person seriously.
Abigail nodded, “Yes. I will also enter the lab. If someone must find evidence that Dr. Smith died by accident, it can only be me.”
Before she died, she hadn’t felt any physical discomfort. Later, she was buried, and no one raised any doubts. This indicated that everyone had no dispute over the cause of her death.
Now that Dr. Smith’s body had been buried for almost six months, and there was no possibility of an autopsy, to find the cause of death, she could only start from the lab.
Now, no one had more advantage than her.
“I will send people to take care of you. You can enter, but you must promise me, if there is danger, quit immediately and contact me at once, understand?” Brandon Piers knew that he couldn’t persuade Abigail not to go and also knew he shouldn’t.
If he were her, dying inexplicably, he would also spare no effort to find out the truth.
Abigail hadn’t expected Brandon Piers to agree so quickly and say this. She was undoubtedly touched. Her peach blossom eyes filled with water, looking at the man and nodding, “Brandon Piers, thank you.”
How fortunate she was to meet him.
“No need to thank me; you can repay…” Brandon Piers waved generously, then added a word, “by meat.”
Abigail, who was touched just now, “…”
The teasing came out of nowhere. Abigail had some difficulty catching up.
“Ahem…” Realizing he had said something inappropriate for children, Brandon Piers covered his nose with his hand and pretended to cough twice, kindly reminding her, “It’s ten o’clock. Are you still going to see Old Mr. Smith? Of course, if you don’t want to, it’s okay.”
The complex and gloomy mood Abigail had was disrupted by the man, making her cheeks blush. She found the bond between them growing more intense, almost unable to wait for three months’ trend, but the remaining rationality made her stand up, “I’m leaving now. If I don’t go, Grandpa Smith will be very angry.”
Afterward, Abigail handed the thesis to Brandon Piers. “Keep it with you.”
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll use it? Did you forget I am a businessman too?” Brandon Piers raised an eyebrow, surprised by her action.
“Huh? You only have money, why take the risk?” Abigail asked puzzled.
Brandon Piers was stunned. Looking at Abigail’s natural expression, he nodded, “You’re right, besides money, I have a wife and kids to support.”
Hearing that made Abigail’s face turn even pinker, “It’s okay. I am easy to support. Later, let Teddy eat less.”
She thought about the complicated situation of the Piers and felt it wasn’t enough. Looking at the man, she added, “If you find earning money hard, I can support you. I am a good doctor.”
She remembered that in her previous life at Sincere, she saved a lot of money. Those cards should still be under her grandpa’s name. An old man like Grandpa Smith couldn’t spend much. She could get the money back to support them. Moreover, Brandon Piers was so handsome, he must cost a lot to maintain.
Unfortunately, Grandpa Smith couldn’t hear Abigail’s inner thoughts. Otherwise, he would have thought he had raised a little ungrateful one.
Brandon Piers looked at Abigail with a complicated expression, speechless. Was she really looking down on him or his money?
However, for the first time hearing someone say he worked hard to earn money and wanted to support him, though unhappy, Brandon Piers also felt an inexplicable pleasure.
“Remember your words.” The dismissive words were already at the tip of his tongue. He wanted to tell her that maintaining Moon Lake Manor and the Piers’ old house daily cost over a million. But looking at the sincere look on his chubby one’s face, he swallowed his words.
Abigail nodded, “Of course.”
She never thought of this as digging her own grave.
Brandon Piers’s amber eyes shone with joy. He held Abigail’s hand, “Let’s go, the earlier you leave, the sooner you’ll return.”
Abigail replied cheerfully, turned to Brandon Piers with a smile, her eyes bright, sparkling like stars and sea in them.
Brandon Piers couldn’t hold back. He leaned over and kissed her eyes, “I suddenly don’t want you to leave.”
Abigail was stunned by the kiss. Meeting the man’s possessive gaze, she licked her lips, stood on tiptoe, pecked his lips quickly, then let go and ran.
“Heh.” Brandon Piers looked at his empty hand. Touching his lips with his bony fingers, he chuckled lightly, eyes full of smiles. He leisurely walked to the railing, watching the chubby one running down the stairs, “Slow down.”
Abigail’s cheeks burned from her bold action. Hearing Brandon Piers’s words, she glanced sideways at the calm yet teasing man and ran faster.
Downstairs, Abigail played with Teddy for a while before getting in the car with Pullan.
The car drove all the way to the Courtyard House. Lena Locke and Sophie Hope had arrived early. Seeing the panting Abigail, they hurriedly waved, “Why did you come so late? Grandpa Smith is already angry.”
Abigail heard this, glanced at the old man sitting at the stone table in the yard, “Grandpa, I am here.”
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“Hmph, are you here to study medicine or to freeload for meals? You have perfect timing,” the old man said angrily.
Abigail quickly explained, “Grandpa, it’s because I live far away.”
“It’s not the distance, but that man spirit at your house,” the old man said angrily.
“Hehe…” Abigail feigned ignorance. In her heart, she thought, you are right. There is indeed one at my house, and it’s a stunning one.
But she only thought it. She feared Grandpa would chase after her with a bamboo stick if she said it.
Grandpa Smith looked up at Abigail’s face, showing pride. He felt she agreed with him about having one at her house, fuming!
Indeed, grown daughters couldn’t be kept!
