My Secret Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1859 - 1853: But, he is very abnormal today.

"So I say the person who arranged this task must be insane, expecting fifty dollars to feed over twenty people and insisting on two meat dishes, why doesn’t he just ascend to heaven?"

Joanna Lawrence also wondered why those task-makers can’t simply ascend to heaven.

This was simply too hard on people.

"Let’s go to the market first, we can only try to buy some cheap and plentiful vegetables, plan well, and fifty dollars should be enough."

She had done the calculations in her heart.

If there are two meat dishes, one can be scrambled eggs, as for the other one...

Sometimes there would be some leftover materials that are sold cheaply. The ingredients are actually fresh, just not of such good quality.

Under circumstances when money is insufficient, it’s a good idea to buy some of these leftovers and make a meat dish.

However, the thing that bothered Joanna most now was not this matter.

It was Ashton Heath.

Ashton had followed only her on his blog.

He must have seen the whistleblowing blog post she had shared.

Given his character, he would have called her asking what was going on.

But today, he was unusually silent.

Up till now, Joanna hadn’t received any messages from him, nor did he call her.

He was quiet, as if he was completely unaware.

But he couldn’t possibly have known nothing.

Before heading to the small town to buy vegetables, everyone’s mobile phones were handed over to Giovanni Vane for management again.

A bit distracted, Joanna got into the bus headed to the small town.

She didn’t know that Ashton had remained silent because he was already on a plane.

*

Meanwhile...

Brandon Heath accompanied Aria Rowlett to the hospital for an examination. The black Rolls-Royce pulled up outside the door used exclusively by hospital staff. The driver got out first and, circling the car, opened the back door, before respectfully stepping aside.

Upon alighting, Brandon was immediately greeted by the hospital’s dean and his capable assistant.

Just as the dean began to speak, he saw Brandon bend low, extending a hand towards the inside of the car.

A pale petite hand was placed in his, followed by a stunningly beautiful girl emerging from the car.

The girl was tall, with proportionate, striking features, and an outstandingly beautiful face.

Brandon seemed particularly protective of the girl. As soon as her feet touched the ground, his hand was firmly wrapped around her waist.

He turned with the girl in his arms.

"Mr. Brandon, it’s an honor to meet you." The dean stepped forward, thrilled to extend his hand.

Brandon extended his hand, courteously reciprocating the shake.

The other doctors also respectfully greeted, "Mr. Brandon."

After all, he would be the future president!

Upon the realization of the man’s identity, a wave of excitement spread amongst the group.

Brandon nodded in acknowledgement.

The dean looked at the young girl nestled in his arms. Despite his advanced age, he couldn’t hide his intrigue.

Who was this girl?

She seemed very close to Brandon.

Could she perhaps be Brandon’s girlfriend?

But when did he start dating a girlfriend? Perhaps he chose to keep a low profile and keep his girlfriend hidden?

Regardless, the dean felt as though he had stumbled upon an extraordinary secret.

"Mr. Brandon, these doctors I’ve brought with me are the most reputable specialists in our hospital. We will serve Mr. Brandon..."

"The person who needs the check-up is not me, but her." Brandon interrupted the doctor, "Please thoroughly examine her, and tell me if she is pregnant."