Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 650: Is this the Second Young Master’s Fat Daughter-in-law?

Chapter 650: Chapter 650: Is this the Second Young Master’s Fat Daughter-in-law?

When the little assistant arrived, Mary Scott was sitting on her suitcase in a wretched state.

"What’s happened to you this time, my dear lady?" The little assistant gasped at Mary Scott’s appearance, then lowered her voice. "Have you been evicted by the landlord?"

"Is it that obvious?" Mary, her small face hidden under a baseball cap, answered listlessly.

The little assistant gave her a look that said, "What do you think?"

Mary slumped even more. "Two things. First, can I crash at your place tonight? Second, do you know any quick money jobs?"

"Well... the first one is not possible. You know I share a place. It’s tiny. The second, there is one, but I’m not sure if you’ll be willing?" The little assistant, Mia Anderson, replied awkwardly.

"What job?" Mary’s eyes lit up, instantly ignoring the first matter.

"It’s not great, but it pays well..."

"Stop beating around the bush, just say it. As long as it’s not hooking, I’ll do it!" Mary urged, ready to take on any job.

"It’s not hooking. It’s selling alcohol..." The little assistant looked guilty, sneaking a glance at Mary.

Mary slapped her thigh. "Selling alcohol? No big deal. I’ll do it!"

"It’s not just any alcohol. It’s that kind of selling."

"What kind?"

"You know, in nightclubs, commission-based. Basically, tricking men into buying your drinks!" The assistant finally spilled the beans.

Mary was stunned. She never thought she’d fall to this level. But thinking about how she was now homeless and needed money urgently for Alfred’s surgery, she was no longer the rich lady, the mayor’s daughter. Selling alcohol was better than selling herself. She gritted her teeth. "Alright, I’ll do it. Help me get in touch."

"Even though it’s selling alcohol, it’s really being a promoter. If you become famous later, this could be used against you as dirt," the assistant worriedly told Mary.

"I’m already at rock bottom. Who cares about the future? Do you think I’ll ever be famous again?" Mary replied self-deprecatingly.

After Mia contacted the nightclub manager, Mary dragged her suitcase to April Sky.

When she arrived, the manager’s eyes lit up upon seeing Mary and immediately had someone bring her in.

Mary went through a transformation with heavy makeup and followed the manager inside.

She was beautiful and had a good presence, which attracted the manager’s attention. Unlike other sellers who had to pretend to be nightclub customers to get men to buy drinks, she was sent straight into the VIP room.

...

April Sky.

Noel Roberts said David Locke couldn’t come, but when they arrived, David was the first one sitting in the private room.

Michael Piers glanced at the empty cup on the table and raised an eyebrow. "It’s just a scandal. You’re a director, not an actor. What are you afraid of?"

"Heh." David Locke gave Michael a sinister laugh.

Michael immediately got goosebumps. "What are you doing?"

"The actress I hooked up with was sent by you. Don’t you have a comment on that?" David smiled at Michael. He shouldn’t have been naive to think this guy just wanted to dump a burdensome actress on him.

"Huh? Really? I didn’t know. Was she very beautiful? If I’d known, I would have kept her for myself," Michael lamented with regret.

David saw Best Actor Michael pretending to be clueless. He knew this guy wasn’t even trying to hide it. But he didn’t care, casually tossing a contract to Michael. "Sign it, and I’ll forgive you."

"Heh, what’s this?" Michael, with his national idol face adored by countless girls, took a glance at the document and raised his eyebrow. "You want me to sign her to my studio? Quite generous!"

"What do you think?" David’s tone had a hint of danger despite being in question form.

"I don’t think much of it." Michael shrugged. Recently, he had been caught up in a scandal with Susanna Swift, leading to a fake relationship. Signing an unknown, unestablished actress as the first artist in his studio would definitely stir up massive speculation and be a hassle.

He hated hassles, especially ones involving actresses.

"What’s not to think about?" Noel, seeing the lively conversation, couldn’t resist joining in.

"I heard Noel has gotten close to model Ella Louise’s agent recently. Why don’t you help him out? Get Kate Rusk to sign her," Michael seized the opportunity as a scapegoat appeared.

Noel, getting goosebumps from being called Noel twice, quickly stopped him. "Stop it. I’m at odds with that woman. Don’t dig a pit for me."

After saying that, Noel quickly slipped away, only to bump into Brandon Piers bringing Abigail Green in.

Noel was first puzzled, wondering why Brandon Piers brought a woman. Then, upon recognizing Abigail’s somewhat familiar features and remembering the purpose of today’s gathering, he quickly understood who Brandon brought. With a suave and handsome face, he was shocked. "Is this... the spoiled concubine?"

Others in the private room turned to look at the door and saw a handsome man and a beautiful woman, all stunned.

The woman was stunning. Standing next to the famously handsome Master Brandon, she was not outshined.

Even in the dim lighting of the private room, it was clear she was a dazzlingly beautiful person. Though her outfit was rather conservative for a nightclub, her gorgeous figure was evident.

Who was she? That was everyone’s first reaction.

Wasn’t Master Brandon supposed to bring his chubby fiancée? How did he end up bringing such a beautiful woman?

Especially Michael Piers and Luke Scout, who had only caught a glimpse from afar last time, relying on online pictures to recognize Abigail. Seeing her now, such a stunning figure left them puzzled as they looked at Brandon.

Brandon gave them a fleeting look, disliking how they were staring at Abigail with surprise and admiration. So, his introduction was perfunctory, "My fiancée Abigail Green. Abigail, these are some acquaintances."

Some acquaintances, "..."

Was this how you introduced someone?

Abigail just glanced briefly, knowing there weren’t any simple characters in the room. She politely greeted everyone.

Noel finally reacted, whistling. "The spoiled concubine, you surprise me again. Every overweight person has potential. But your potential is a bit too much, isn’t it?"

"Thank you for the compliment, Secretary Roberts." Abigail forced a smile, not appreciative of the nickname.

"You’re welcome, welcome..." Noel quickly waved his hand.

Michael and Luke also reacted. This really was Abigail Green, whom Brandon had been adamant about marrying, the once chubby girl. That indeed was... surprising!

They genuinely admired Brandon, thoroughly impressed by his eye for beauty.

Only David continued silently drinking.

Brandon slightly raised an eyebrow at the sight, only to be caught by Michael, who poked David. "Your true nemesis has arrived!"

David looked up. "What do you mean?"

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