Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 346: Chapter 346: Soul Captured by the Fairy!
 

Adam Piers was shocked by Brandon Piers’ actions!

He believed he was shameless enough, but today he discovered that compared to Brandon Piers, he was just a small fry.

“Today is your sister-in-law’s birthday, celebrate for her? Remember to bring a gift!”

B*******t sister-in-law, b*******t gift!

Wait, does this monster actually know he’s his brother?

Pah! Is that the point?

And who is this sister-in-law he’s talking about? Could it be the fat Abigail Green?

Didn’t Lincoln Green already mess up the share transfer? Abigail Green also doesn’t have the inheritance rights; what is this monster up to? Celebrating a fat girl’s birthday, he must be bored!

“Wait, that’s not the point. The point is he wants my diamond?” Adam clutched the pigeon egg-sized pink diamond in his hand, originally watching it caused him heartache, and it hurt even more now. He lived so long, never having that monster demand anything from him, and now for a fat girl, he’s asking like a tyrant?

Damn, can he refuse?

Does he dare to refuse?

Adam clutched his chest, “Ahhh… bandit! Robber!”

At Piers’ Mansion, as Brandon hung up the phone, the entire mansion became bustling.

Only Abigail remained as usual, giving milk to Teddy after Aunt Claudia went to rest with Housekeeper Piers, then staying in the room to practice yoga.

The last weigh-in gave her a lot of confidence, though the wound on her abdomen had healed, she still couldn’t do crunches, so now her exercise focused on her back and legs.

It was said that every inch of thickness on the back aged a person by five years.

Abigail guessed that the original body was very self-conscious due to obesity, resulting in a hunched back, making the area below the neck thick with flesh.

Over these days, as she corrected her posture, she focused on improving the neck and shoulders, currently showing some results.

With healthy eating, her overall mental state improved considerably.

Since Abigail Green was young with good basic conditions, many advantages emerged during the weight loss process, with the swan neck beginning to show.

After Brandon received her medical report last time, he adjusted her plan, making it more detailed and targeted, very similar to what she had adjusted herself.

But Abigail was a doctor and knew her own body, so it made sense that she could be more accurate and detailed. That man achieving the same degree showed that he indeed cared about her.

Thinking of this, Abigail looked at the person in the mirror, seeing less of the initial fatness, looking much fresher, but still feeling inadequate standing next to a monster like Brandon.

Not knowing why thinking of this, Abigail felt a surge of inexplicable depression, her earlier ambition suddenly faltering. Exhaling a breath, she didn’t let herself delve deeper into that man’s behavior or her own young girl-like entangled thoughts, refocusing on her exercises.

After working up a sweat, Abigail asked Kelly to watch Teddy while she went to the bathroom.

After finishing her bath, it was already dark, but Kelly and Teddy were not in the room, and the lights were off, the yard unusually quiet.

Standing in the corridor, Abigail couldn’t help recalling the last time something happened to Brandon, the entire mansion was eerily quiet just like now, her heart instantly gripped with tension.

She returned to the room, picked up the phone, first dialing Kelly’s number; no answer. Then she called Brandon, only to hear the mechanical female voice again.

Her heart sank uncontrollably, her mind full of thoughts about Teddy.

The feeling of wrenching pain when she couldn’t find Teddy last time surged again, the usually calm and composed Abigail panicked, running first to Brandon’s study; empty.

Then went to the old man’s room to knock, no response.

Not even Aunt Claudia was in her arranged guest room.

Yet despite everyone being absent, the yard showed no signs of struggle or chaos.

Abigail ran towards the main gate but stopped abruptly when passing near Imperial Garden, hearing some movement near the koi pond, carefully approaching with light steps.

Her actions were entirely seen by Brandon through the surveillance videos, a smile curling on his lips as he gestured to the crowd.

Everyone fell silent instantly, only the sizzling sound from the grill and the faint scent of meat wafting.

As Abigail cautiously advanced, realizing there were no servants in sight, even the previous sound disappearing, her sharp senses told her there were quite a few people there.

Moreover… she smelled the scent of meat.

Barbecue?

Tilting her head, Abigail felt puzzled, but the sky grew darker, so she hesitated before continuing.

As Abigail approached, suddenly, with a bang, petals rained down from above, and the crowd shouted, “Surprise!”

Alongside the koi pond, circular little lights illuminated, brightening the area, with the usual bonsais cleared away, replaced by a long wooden table with a cake and flowers, intentionally decorated to give a birthday party atmosphere.

Brandon leaned casually by the dining table, legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine, raising it towards Abigail, “Happy birthday, fatty!”

Abigail wanted to curse him for his constant teasing but found herself unable, her nose stinging, eyes welling up, looking at the stylish yet handsome man, never thinking a birthday wish would ever move her so.

In the past, living as Dr. Smith, she carried many mental burdens, initially fearing she couldn’t meet her grandfather’s expectations, later fearing her choices were wrong, striving to prove herself. Then, to maintain the genius girl’s aura, worked even harder, losing her teenage years.

As for birthdays, it was either spent with her grandfather or skipped, later shared with her senior during post-surgery meals, sometimes rushed with instant noodles.

No one ever made a big deal of her birthday, and she always thought it unnecessary.

But right now, Abigail realized that unnecessary didn’t mean it wouldn’t bring joy.

For now, her heart was wrapped in indescribable happiness, looking at the noble, elegant, impossibly handsome man opposite, feeling an overwhelming fullness.

What could she do? She thought she truly moved on!

She believed she’d always love her senior, traveling abroad for that secret love, leaving her roots behind, following his traces cautiously, unaware how to express herself, naively thinking they would naturally be together, then marry, have children, fight side by side; a life plain yet fulfilling.

But fate deprived her of this simplest wish, causing her sudden death, then reincarnation in another girl’s body, developing feelings for a monster she knew for less than four months.

Perhaps not exactly fallen for, gazing at those long amber eyes, Abigail felt maybe a demon had seduced her soul.