Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 661: Abigail, let me explain

Chapter 661: Chapter 661: Abigail, let me explain

Brandon Piers walked out of the banquet hall and dialed Kelvin Max’s number. "Suppress all the news about me tonight."

"Second Young Master, I was just about to contact you," Kelvin responded with difficulty.

Brandon had an instinctive bad feeling. He frowned. "Speak."

"Just one minute ago, several entertainment media outlets jointly released news that you are engaged to Miss Bertha Swift of the Swift family. The article claims Bertha Swift is the daughter-in-law chosen by your mother." Kelvin had not received any advance notice of this news. With the anniversary celebration still ongoing, they were caught off guard by this sudden announcement.

Worse, the news came with a picture.

In the picture, Eva Bell was holding onto Brandon with one hand and Bertha Swift with the other. The implication was clear.

Brandon’s expression darkened upon hearing this. It seemed that his mother had contacted various media outlets before entering the banquet, prepared all the drafts, and waited for him to take the bait.

As soon as he stepped on stage just now, the photo was sent out and directly published, giving him no chance to intercept it.

No wonder she was his mother.

"Delete the posts first, then redirect public opinion towards those two." At this point, Brandon could only think of ways to extricate himself from the situation.

"Understood." Kelvin hung up and hurried to handle the situation.

Brandon quickly dialed Abigail Green’s number.

He called three times, but no one answered. Brandon grew anxious and then dialed Aunt Claudia’s number, knowing that Abigail wasn’t angry at him but was in the bathroom without her phone.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Brandon no longer had any interest in staying at the banquet, put away his phone, and was about to leave, but then he saw Adam Piers sneaking around, ready to slip away. He stopped and quietly watched him.

Adam finally escaped his father’s grasp and exited the banquet hall, just planning to leave when he suddenly felt an eerie silence around him. He looked up and met Brandon’s enchanting and unparalleled handsome face, which frightened him so much that he staggered, nearly falling flat on his back. A painful jump later, he exclaimed, "Brother, brother... what are you standing there for? Don’t you know you can scare people to death?"

"I only know that those who do guilty things often get scared to death." Brandon glanced at Adam with obvious disdain.

Adam, "..." He didn’t seem to have provoked him recently, did he?

Brandon saw through Adam’s thoughts, and the disdain in his eyes became even more apparent. "Isn’t that woman your blind date? Can’t even handle a woman. What good are you?"

"She doesn’t like me; what can I do?" Adam suddenly realized and answered bitterly, thinking to himself that the woman’s arrogant demeanor didn’t suit him at all.

"Oh, do you feel wronged?" Brandon glared coldly at Adam.

Adam shivered. "Cousin, brother..."

"Since she is your woman, handle it yourself. If she bothers me again, I’ll deal with you." Brandon thought of today’s events and looked sullen.

Adam felt a tingling on his scalp. He might as well have let his father pester him.

Just as Brandon finished speaking, Daniel Piers walked out. "Brandon, Adam, what are you doing here? The dinner is about to start. Let’s go in together."

His gaze was indifferent, his manner polite, and his attitude affectionate, displaying the demeanor of a good elder brother.

Brandon restrained his earlier hostility and smiled calmly and gentlemanly. "I have family business to handle. I’ll leave things here to you, Daniel."

He then walked towards the car.

Adam saw this and awkwardly spoke, "Daniel, should I go back with you?"

"You and Brandon have been getting along well lately?" Daniel seemed to ask casually, though his tone was probing.

Adam looked at his courteous cousin, feeling distressed. It was as if he had sent off one fox only to encounter another.

Why was it so difficult to be a simple, carefree noble playboy who just ate, played, and slept?

"It’s all thanks to you brothers caring for me. By the way, where is my father?" Adam responded perfunctorily and immediately shifted the topic.

"Hmm, he’s waiting for you in the front hall." Daniel didn’t think highly of his second uncle’s mischievous son and was indifferent to his fawning tone, pointing towards the main hall.

Adam quickly ran off. Daniel didn’t go back immediately, his gaze still following Brandon’s slowly receding figure. Was he hurrying home to explain to that fat girl?

It seemed that their father was right; Abigail Green was indeed a weakness for their demonic younger brother.

For people like them, having a weakness was like handing over their lifeline.

Bringing back Eva Bell was a well-calculated move by their father.

Just then, Daniel’s phone rang. After listening for a while, he smiled. "No problem, let them continue deleting. Push the hot search up again and draw in more bystanders."

Compared to ghostwriters, bystanders were by far the largest and most potent group on the Internet.

Brandon wanted to use the power of the Internet to restrain them. They could naturally fight fire with fire.

His gentle and handsome face revealed a faint smile in the night. Just then, a breeze blew, and Daniel involuntarily coughed lightly before he returned to the banquet hall.

...

Moon Lake Manor.

Abigail came out of the shower and heard from Aunt Claudia that Brandon was looking for her. She picked up her phone and saw that the man had called her three times.

Curious, she was about to call back when she saw a news alert on her phone: "Second Young Master of Piers’ family Holding Hands with Swift Family Heiress at Piers’ Anniversary Celebration, Recognized by Piers’ Mother."

The subheadline read: "Cinderella’s Fairy Tale Shattered: Has Second Young Master Piers’ Taste Returned to Normal, Found True Love, or Is This a Forced Marriage? Stay Tuned."

Abigail frowned and clicked open the article, seeing Eva Bell holding onto Brandon with one hand and Bertha Swift with the other. Despite Eva being between them, their appearance suggested they were a naturally suited pair.

The article was even more exaggerated, flatly stating that the previous live engagement between Brandon and Abigail was just a farce. How could an outstanding man like the Second Young Master be interested in a 200-pound woman? His previous deep affection was a misinterpretation by everyone, and now things were set right. The Swift family’s daughter, both in appearance, family background, and upbringing, was the perfect match for the Second Young Master.

Moreover, Bertha Swift had already gained the recognition of the Second Young Master’s mother, and they would be married soon.

The more Abigail read, the more she frowned. The photos were clearly taken tonight, but before the anniversary celebration had ended, these articles and content were already published.

Opening other news apps, she found they were all simultaneously pushing news about Brandon and Bertha Swift.

Compared to the one she had just read, some articles seemed to praise Brandon but were subtly disparaging him. The comments section was in chaos.

There were a few praises, but many more were scolding him for being capricious and deceptive, blaming the public for misunderstandings. They accused him of simply changing his heart and choosing a beautiful and well-built woman. How could such a morally bankrupt man manage the Piers family’s pharmaceutical empire?

The discussion spiraled far but was purposefully directed.

Abigail casually browsed through a few comments and found clear signs of ghostwriters.

It seemed someone was using Eva Bell to target Brandon.

Knock, knock, knock...

Just as Abigail’s brows were tightly furrowed, there was a familiar rhythmic knock on the door.

Before Abigail could get up, Brandon had already pushed the door open, and seeing Abigail holding her phone, his tone was urgent. "Abigail, let me explain..."

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