Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 718: He is a Light in My Life

Chapter 718: Chapter 718: He is a Light in My Life

Whatever Kelvin Max and Pullan thought was useless.

What Brandon Piers thought was the key.

But given their current situation, they couldn’t blatantly send things, so Abigail Green suddenly received various local deliveries all afternoon.

From seafood and red wine to smart home appliances.

Abigail, who signed for the packages, was dumbfounded, while Hughes, who was called by Aunt Claudia to join them for lunch, cleared his throat awkwardly.

Abigail immediately understood something; it was someone making trouble again.

It was really worrisome.

But with this seafood, she could just entertain Benjamin Jones.

In the evening, Abigail went downstairs early to prepare dinner with Lois and even specifically asked Aunt Amy to help in the kitchen.

Brandon Piers, knowing through the screen that Abigail used the seafood to entertain Benjamin Jones, looked very unhappy. He looked up at the doorway to Pullan, "Did you deliver the seafood?"

Pullan’s sturdy body trembled, "Yes... is there... a problem?"

"I remember logistics delivered a batch of green plants to each floor, the pruning was very unprofessional." Brandon Piers said while staring at Pullan.

"I’ll have logistics change them..."

"Changing the green plants on the thirty-third floor costs a lot. Piers is in need of funds now. We need to save expenses. Didn’t you study landscape design? You can redo it." Brandon Piers said in a cold tone.

Pullan swallowed, "Second Young Master, isn’t... isn’t that unnecessary?"

"Remember, do it floor by floor. I’ll have someone inspect it." After saying this, Brandon Piers lowered his head to continue working.

Kelvin Max, on one side, threw Pullan a look that wished him good luck.

Pullan didn’t understand, what did he do wrong?

...

Rose Valley.

Abigail rarely cooked herself. Tonight, Benjamin Jones came over, along with Lena Locke, Wilson Jasper, and Master Hudson.

They all came to celebrate Abigail’s housewarming.

"Abby, I didn’t expect you to move here," Lena Locke exclaimed excitedly as she entered.

"Isn’t it nice here?" Abigail was arranging the dining table in the yard while asking.

"Nice, so nice. My uncle lives here too, the security is particularly good, ordinary people can’t get in. The last time I came was a long time ago," Lena Locke said with a sigh.

Ralf looked around, "Your uncle lives here? I didn’t know your family was so rich, can I hold onto your leg for support?"

"Tch, my family isn’t as rich as my uncle, you should all know him," Lena Locke, usually low-key and rarely mentioning her family, teased with no hesitation since they were close friends.

Lena’s words piqued Wilson’s interest, and Abigail curiously raised her eyebrows. When did she meet Lena’s uncle?

"Have you seen ’Modern Times Secrets’? If you haven’t seen it, have you heard of it? My uncle directed it," Lena Locke said proudly with her chest out.

Everyone was surprised, even Abigail was a bit shocked, not expecting Lena to be Director Locke’s niece.

"Oh my God, I love Director Locke’s films the most. He’s a genius director. Lena, let me hold your leg for good luck. What’s the point of studying medicine? Let your uncle make me a star," Ralf shouted excitedly.

Master Hudson kicked him in the butt, "You, a star? Aren’t you afraid of scaring the audience!"

"Haven’t you heard? Actors need diversity. Right, Lena?" Ralf, with his dark face, posed what he thought was a handsome pose in front of Lena.

Even the taciturn Wilson couldn’t help but laugh.

Abigail laughed heartily on the side.

But when Benjamin Jones arrived, everyone was intimidated by his cold aura. They weren’t as lively until after dinner when they drank some red wine and started to loosen up.

They played with Teddy and Threo on one side, while Abigail and Benjamin sat on the rocking chairs with a glass of wine.

Rose Valley’s greenery wasn’t as good as Moon Lake Manor but still over thirty-five percent. The summer evening breeze was refreshing, giving Abigail a lazy vibe.

Benjamin turned his head to look at her, "Can you tell me what’s really going on?"

Since their reunion, they hadn’t properly talked.

Abigail shook the wine in her glass, rested her chin on her knees, not knowing how to respond to Benjamin.

What was going on? If she spoke in detail, she was also confused. Sudden death, sudden rebirth as Abigail Green, everything seemed predestined.

Benjamin wasn’t in a hurry. On such a comfortable night, he was willing to give Abigail time to clear her thoughts.

She didn’t know how many sips she took before she slowly started, "That period had so many surgeries. I pulled three all-nighters. After the last surgery, I was completely numb, passed out after drinking glucose, and woke up as Abigail Green, and on a delivery bed... You saw me then, nearly 200 pounds, miserable..."

Looking back, Abigail could joke about herself, but each step back then was difficult. One misstep and she, let alone the child, could have been killed by the Taylor mother and daughter during her confinement.

"Was that when you met Brandon Piers?" Benjamin noticed Abigail deliberately avoided mentioning Brandon.

But he didn’t want her to avoid it. Only if someone could talk about another person openly could it show they had moved on.

Abigail not mentioning him meant he was still a knot in her heart.

Benjamin hoped Abigail could untie it and move on.

Abigail seemed surprised that Benjamin, who usually had a keen sense of boundaries, would bring up Brandon Piers, but she adjusted her emotions quickly, "Yes, it wasn’t unexpected. Teddy is his child."

She paused, "Actually, falling for him was quite easy. Have you seen the video of him leading me to an engagement party? That was when I was at my worst, just after giving birth, fat and ugly, disliked by Father Green, plotted against by my stepmother and sister. He was like a light, brightening my dark life..."

Abigail recalled the first time she saw Brandon Piers, under the afternoon sun, he seemed to shine with a golden light, unforgettable at first glance.

What she thought was a mere passing encounter turned out to be indispensable in her life.

Benjamin watched Abigail sinking into her profound memories, a slight smile growing on his lips and his heart aching.

He was unwilling to admit it, but timing in meeting someone was really important.

And he always missed that crucial moment.

When she was Abigail Green, at her young, impressionable age, he wasn’t in Swallow City, allowing her to fall for Jeffrey Foster.

When she was Abigail Green, he didn’t recognize her immediately, allowing Brandon Piers to occupy her heart with his strong presence.

Now her heart still leaned towards that man, and he had to hide his feelings, being just a perfect neighborly brother.

"Abby, he’s already engaged to a Swift family girl." Benjamin knew it was cruel but couldn’t help reminding Abigail.

Brandon Piers had already made his choice. Even if it was for Abby’s good, some results mattered more than the process.

Abigail was stunned, "I know, I know..."

The night breeze brushed Abelie’s cheeks, her slightly long hair lifted by the wind. She knew everything Benjamin said was true, yet she couldn’t let go.