Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 263 - : Trash naturally matches with trash

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Chapter 263: Chapter 263: Trash naturally matches with trash

Kelly’s body shook like a sieve.

She had just spoken spitefully, yet she understood this young master’s methods. Her forehead was now covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Abigail cast a reproachful glance at Brandon Piers.

Brandon gave Kelly a cold, haughty look. “Watch your words in the future.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Kelly answered, trembling.

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“Leave us.” Brandon waved his hand. After Kelly left, he stared at Abigail with his charming eyes. “Disgusted with me?”

“How would I dare?” Abigail smiled. Others might not understand Brandon Piers’s state of mind, but she certainly did.

Brandon raised an eyebrow. Was there anything she wouldn’t dare do?

“The Green and Stone families have announced their engagement,” Brandon said without dwelling on some questions. He watched Abigail carefully to gauge her reaction.

Abigail was stunned at first, but then she understood. Given the scandal involving Clark Stone and Ruby Green today, announcing an engagement was almost the only way to save face.

Still, even so, it was the worst possible choice for Ruby.

Given Taylor’s shrewdness, how could this be their plan?

Seeing Abigail’s lack of response, Brandon asked, “You’re not happy?”

“Congratulations to them!” Abigail was naturally pleased to see Ruby Green and Clark Stone, the disgraced couple, damage each other. However, she felt a twinge of pity for Ruby.

From Ruby’s memories, Abigail could see that young Abigail Green had liked Clark Stone since her teenage years. Her love was humble and cowardly. She wanted to get close but didn’t dare, always making secret sacrifices, only to be ridiculed. The one time she exhibited lonely courage, she took it with the wrong man.

Ruby’s affection for Clark Stone back then was merely to irritate Abigail, to highlight their differences for further humiliation.

Now that Clark Stone was truly marrying Ruby Green, Abigail wondered whether the late Ruby still felt sadness and pain in the afterlife or had finally seen the truth and found peace.

Not getting the reaction he wanted, Brandon felt displeased seeing Abigail fall into a deep sadness. His handsome face darkened. “What? You can’t let go of that trash?”

“Trash belongs with trash. Why should I hold on?” Abigail snapped out of her mood, sensing that the fickle young master was getting upset. She answered with a strong desire for self-preservation.

Brandon scrutinized her, ensuring she wasn’t lying and genuinely didn’t care about Clark Stone. Only then did he feel slightly better.

Abigail looked at Brandon’s handsome face and rare seriousness. “Thank you.”

There couldn’t be so many coincidences in this world.

Especially with Ruby Green and Clark Stone not being fools. How could they get caught in such a compromising situation at such a time, and coincidentally involve a female celebrity who was being tailed by paparazzi, capturing the scandalous images of Ruby and Clark?

Abigail didn’t believe in coincidences.

All these perfect ‘coincidences’ were nothing but a well-laid plan.

The man in front of her was a master planner.

If Abigail hadn’t figured it out by this morning, Brandon’s obvious satisfaction would make her realize it now. Otherwise, this man would explode in anger again.

Over time, Abigail had discovered that this second young master was not only cunning and prideful but occasionally childish as well.

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Brandon was caught off guard by the thanks. He had thought the little chubby girl would be happy upon hearing the news, but he hadn’t expected her thanks. He hadn’t done it just for her. Her sudden gratitude left him somewhat awkward and a bit embarrassed…

He faked a cough, pressing his fist to his lips. “It’s getting late. Get some rest.”

Abigail raised an eyebrow. “Pullan said you’re even more professional than a fitness coach?”

“I’m quite expensive,” Brandon said, shrugging his shoulders as he walked away elegantly with his back to Abigail.

Abigail muttered, “…Proud jerk.”