Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 505: Who is this extravagant guy from?

Chapter 505: Chapter 505: Who is this extravagant guy from?

Abigail Green finished exercising, took a shower, and was heading towards the garage when she heard her phone vibrating like crazy. She frowned and opened it to find 999+ messages in their group chat.

Texting 999+ messages early in the morning?

Abigail thought she had seen it wrong, so she checked again and confirmed it. She opened the group messages in confusion and saw everyone chatting wildly about forum voting and money distribution.

Money distribution?

What money?

Abigail couldn’t make sense of it, so she quickly scrolled through the messages. Then she froze, realizing everyone in their group who participated in the forum voting received money. And there was no limit—the more votes, the more money.

Both Lena Locke, Ralf, and Wilson Jasper received money.

To prove they weren’t lying, they even took screenshots as evidence. Especially Ralf, who got forty thousand, and Lena Locke, who got thirty thousand. The least they got was ten thousand. Abigail muttered, "Who’s this rich fool scattering money like this?"

After saying this, Abigail continued to browse the messages. Then she saw a post from an ID named Y on the forum. Her mind went blank for a moment. She closed the group messages and checked Brandon Piers’ Facebook name. She then compared it with the Y avatar on the forum—the familiar cotton candy icon with half a stick. She had to admit this rich fool was indeed her own family.

Then Abigail expressionlessly opened the forum and checked the current number of voters. She paused.

Pullan saw his lady holding her phone, walking, then suddenly stopping. Her head mechanically turned towards him, which scared him to take a step back. "Lady, what’s the matter?" Possessed?

"Where’s the Second Young Master?" Abigail felt even her voice stiffen.

Pullan answered cautiously, "Probably still in the study."

Before he finished speaking, Pullan saw his lady rushing into the house like a whirlwind. He was stunned, wondering what happened to her.

Abigail ran upstairs at her fastest speed, burst into Brandon Piers’ study, and saw the man holding his phone, doing something. Without a word, she snatched it away.

Brandon was checking messages when he suddenly heard running footsteps. He looked up to see Abigail rushing in and out of breath. Before he could ask, his phone was snatched. He looked at the panting woman holding his phone in confusion, "What’s up?"

"You... huh, is this you?" Abigail saw Brandon’s phone page was on the Med University forum. Pointing to Y, she asked.

"Cough, cough... I thought you usually wouldn’t check the forum." He checked and found Abigail had no ID, and she wasn’t among the voters last night. He thought the little chubby girl didn’t play this.

"You caused such a commotion. How could I not check? If you have so much money to waste, give it to me instead of squandering it!" Abigail complained, thinking of her wasteful husband.

Brandon Piers, "..."

Just for this bit of money, did she have to be so fierce?

But after being stunned, Brandon handed his bank card to Abigail, "Alright, it’s yours."

Abigail hadn’t figured out what he meant. The next moment, two black gold cards were in her hand. This time, it was Abigail’s turn to be stunned, dumbfounded, looking at the cards, "Well... I didn’t mean this."

"What else could you mean? Can’t I keep at least one?" Brandon pulled out the last card, looking at Abigail with difficulty.

Abigail felt he was doing it on purpose, "I meant..."

"Alright, they’re all yours." Abigail was interrupted before she could finish, and the remaining card was also in her hand.

Abigail looked at the man with a complex expression, "Uh..."

"It’s almost 8:10. Aren’t you going to class?" Brandon reminded her kindly.

Abigail’s eyes widened. She checked the time and saw it was indeed 8:10. Without time to explain to him, she turned and sprinted towards the parking lot.

Brandon watched his little chubby girl dash off and posted on the forum, "Oh, sorry, the cards were taken by my fiancée. Everyone, disperse."

The students who crazily registered multiple IDs were collectively stunned. What?

Is this how he plays?

Many were disappointed and furious, attempting to attack Y, only to find the ID had been deactivated.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Those who initially voted for Abigail Green’s group were all smiles. After all, who doesn’t love freebies? Especially when it’s easy and requires just a small effort.

Many benefitted students recalled what the preacher Ralf had said at the start of school, that Abigail Green had a blessed face, like a lucky star. Back then, people laughed and wanted to share Abigail’s luck. Last night’s voting made many believe this preacher might be right.

The classmates who received money thought they must have shared Abigail’s luck.

When Abigail reached the classroom, she noticed many people smiling at her. It made her scalp tingle. She couldn’t help asking Wilson Jasper beside her, then turned to find Lena Locke, Ralf, and Wilson Jasper staring at her even more intensely.

"Hehe, you guys... what’s going on? Do I have something on my face?" Abigail touched her face. There shouldn’t be anything, right?

"Abigail, you must be a reincarnation of a lucky star; you’re amazing!" Lena wasn’t as restrained as others. She stepped forward and hugged Abigail.

Abigail looked at the bright eyes of the pretty girl, then at everyone else who also wanted to hug her despite restraining themselves. "I mean... maybe it’s just luck, nothing to do with me."

Actually, thinking about it, Abigail felt a bit distressed, as that was over sixty thousand dollars. Her husband had freely given it away. She felt heartbroken but said nothing.

"How could it have nothing to do with you? Because of you, Sophie and I became Old Mr. Smith’s apprentices. Because of you, we had barbecues at Moon Lake Manor. Because of you, we studied at the best hospital in Swallow City. This luck must also be because of you." Lena said firmly.

Others nodded in agreement.

"You don’t know Ralf received forty thousand. He doesn’t have to ask his family for money anymore and doesn’t need to cheat and scam for living expenses. Wilson’s grandma’s birthday is coming up, and he can buy her a gift. And I can buy lots of dresses, hahaha." Lena’s smile reached her eyes in joy.

Abigail looked at them, "That’s great?"

"Yeah, I’ve been eyeing a Swiss army knife, and I can buy it now," Sophie added.

Then other students who got money joined in, saying they solved urgent needs or could finally buy things they previously couldn’t afford.

In short, everyone who received money was very happy.

Abigail’s mouth curved up after hearing this. What previously felt like a painful spend now seemed worth it. She felt it wasn’t unworthy anymore.

Consider it spending money to buy everyone’s happiness.

However they were happy, those supporting Bertha Swift’s group were not so pleased, especially knowing Ralf had four accounts and Lena had three. They even reported to the school.

Unfortunately, the school didn’t care about multiple forum accounts. The complaints went unheard.

Everyone could only watch enviously, waiting for them to embarrass themselves in the semi-finals.

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