Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Can’t Be Tied to a Delicate Flower Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Can’t Be Tied to a Delicate Flower Looking at his unwilling father, Adam feared his dad might do something foolish again. “Dad, you should actually feel lucky.”

He finished speaking and habitually lay on the sofa, crossing one leg over the other.

Mason Piers laughed angrily, “I should feel lucky? Should I also kneel and thank him for not killing me?”

“You should kneel and thank him for not touching your only son. Otherwise, you’d be like Uncle Oliver, crying and praying for his son’s safety on the plane, then using the ransom money to negotiate with those SIS terrorists, constantly worrying about his son being killed.” Adam shrugged.

He actually thought Uncle Oliver’s plan was quite successful this time. As long as Brandon hadn’t turned back, he would at least be injured, if not dead. But he did turn back, making Adam suspect that this monster had some supernatural power to foresee danger.

Mason remembered this morning when he was about to discuss how to handle this situation at Oliver’s house, Oliver suddenly received a call. Usually calm under pressure, the man lost his composure.

He felt his son wasn’t entirely wrong.

But looking at Adam’s lazy posture, he was infuriated again. “I wish they had kidnapped you instead of Daniel. At least he’s more useful than you.”

Adam, “…” Is this my real father?

“Fine, stay here. I’m leaving. Remember to light incense for me when your real son comes back,” Adam tried to find an excuse to slip away.

But Mason kicked him back onto the sofa. “Don’t pretend. Stay put. Your mother invited a girl from the Swift family over. She’s in her third year of medical school. Your mom said she’s beautiful and knowledgeable. You better behave properly today.”

Adam was startled, “Are you serious?”

“Didn’t you agree to this yourself?” Mason glared at him angrily. He felt this rebellious son would be the death of him.

“I… I was just impulsive at the time.” Adam had heard that Brandon had found a fat girl. He couldn’t beat him in other ways, so he didn’t want to lose in the wife department either.

And the girl from the Swift family was famously beautiful in Swallow City.

But after seeing Brandon’s attitude towards Abigail, he realized that monster wasn’t putting on a show. So there was no point in competing.

After all, no matter how beautiful the Swift girl was, she couldn’t be more enchanting than a garden full of flowers.

He still wanted to be that butterfly flitting among the flowers.

Not tied down by a single blossom.

“Hmph, you have no choice.” Mason sneered. Although the Swift family’s pharmaceutical company wasn’t as prosperous as before, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. And Oliver’s wife was a Swift. Binding the two families together would only strengthen their ties. Besides, he wanted his son to settle down, hoping marriage would bring some responsibility.

“Dad…”
“One more word, and I’ll personally send you to the SIS and have them kill you.”

Adam, “…” This is my real father.

Compared to the second branch, Mason still had the energy to be angry. But the situation with the third branch was much more tragic.

After receiving the news in the morning, Oliver’s wife, Mrs. Swift, fainted from the shock. Oliver personally boarded a plane to F Nation, his heart in turmoil.

On the way, he learned a lot about the SIS organization. Although they weren’t as cruel as other groups that killed for fun or used hostages as human bombs, focusing mainly on extortion, the probability of killing hostages was low. But Oliver didn’t dare relax.

He hadn’t expected Brandon to attack indiscriminately without investigation, nor had he expected him to target Daniel.

Sitting on the plane, Oliver’s well-maintained face couldn’t suppress the anger in his heart.

…

Moon Lake Manor.

Unlike the other two branches, Moon Lake Manor was filled with joy these days.

Because Abigail was about to start school.

Even the old master connected from afar.

Abigail looked at the various items in front of her, from socks for school to bedding and wardrobes. Everything was there.

And a bit too much.

From various skincare brands to designer bags and dozens of sets of clothes and shoes.

Abigail couldn’t help but cover her face as she began to select, “No, no, no… I don’t need any of these…”
After she finished picking, only three items remained.

Bedding, daily necessities, and three sets of clothes.

The old master got anxious over the video, “How can this be? Nowadays, girls are delicate. You’re taking only a few things. What if it’s not enough?”

“It’s just a thirty-minute drive to the medical school from here. I can come back home if I need something. The dorm has enough for temporary use. As for those bags, cosmetics, and even jewelry, I’m going to study medicine, not compete in beauty contests. Bringing those would just be a burden. Grandpa, please listen to me,” Abigail concluded firmly.

“This…”
“Alright, if she needs anything mid-term, I’ll have someone send it over,” Brandon interrupted the old master. He hadn’t seen him worry about himself like this. It seemed old age made him naggy.

“Fine then.” The old master had no choice but to agree.

After selecting what Abigail needed, it still packed into two boxes.

Once packed, they began discussing who would take her to school.

Brandon leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, silent, with no expression on his face. But Abigail felt he kept hinting, Choose me, choose me.

Too bad she thought for a moment, “Aunt Claudia will take me tomorrow.”

Brandon, “…”
Abigail met his displeased gaze, “You’re too conspicuous. I don’t want to be the center of attention on my first day.”

“Heh, is being handsome a crime?” Brandon chuckled lightly.

“No, it’s pleasing to the eye. But I just want to study peacefully, so Aunt Claudia is the best choice.” Abigail responded haughtily.

“No!” Before Brandon could object, the old master protested via video.

Brandon felt a glimmer of joy, thinking his grandfather was quite sensible at times.

But then he heard the old master patiently advising Abigail, “You can’t just let Aunt Claudia go alone. At least take Uncle Piers with you. He’s meticulous and can help with your paperwork.”

“Yes, ma’am. I’m best at these small tasks,” Housekeeper Piers eagerly volunteered.

Abigail looked at Housekeeper Piers’ kind face and nodded, “Then I’ll trouble you, Uncle Piers.”

“No trouble at all.” Housekeeper Piers, who had lost his wife early and had no children, never experienced the joy of having kids. Now, he was thrilled to accompany Abigail to school and act as a parent.

Aunt Claudia felt the same.

An orphan, she spent the first half of her life taking care of her lady and the second half taking care of Abigail. She lived alone, her only wish being Abigail’s happiness. Now, being able to personally send Abigail to school and act as a parent filled her with pride and joy. Her face flushed with excitement as she felt the pride of our girl has grown up.

The old master stroked his little beard in satisfaction.

Kelly held Teddy. The little guy saw so many people together and occasionally showed a bit of white from his newly emerging teeth, his small mouth opening.

Watching everyone’s happiness.

Brandon, “Heh heh”