Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 520: She is so capable, does she still need me to manage?

Chapter 520: Chapter 520: She is so capable, does she still need me to manage?

Abigail hung up the phone and walked to Brandon’s door. She stood there for a while, sighed lightly, and then turned back to her room.

The man who listened to the entire commotion grew even darker in the face.

At this moment, the phone rang. Brandon picked it up with a grim face. "Speak."

Kelvin trembled, "The video and the keywords have been completely deleted. We found the hotel, but they said the surveillance was not installed by them. Duncan didn’t get much from his inquiries, but she said all of this was done by her cousin. Her cousin used to be a doctor at Sincere Hospital, but was fired because of the lady."

"Track the source of the video. Keep an eye on the online news. I don’t want to see it appear a second time." Brandon’s tone was very flat, but Kelvin heard the gnashing of teeth.

However, Kelvin could understand. After all, one moment they were flaunting their affection, and the next, the female lead put a hat on him.

Although Brandon showed up in time, preventing any irreparable results, it was still hard to accept. Especially after such an exposure today, just looking at that video, who could bear it?

Kelvin couldn’t help but feel sorry for Brandon.

Although the video was deleted cleanly, the poster was very cunning and chose the time just after midnight when everyone was least vigilant. By the time they discovered it, many people had already seen it.

Now, the large-scale deletions have hindered its spread, but have also caused a backlash of curses.

Many people attacked Brandon, saying he couldn’t even keep a fat lover.

Additionally, the video involved Abigail’s university medical skills competition, causing more to mock Brandon and humiliate his young wife.

They felt that Abigail’s quick rise in Brandon’s world showed her deep scheming. Now, she wasn’t satisfied with just Brandon, but also hooked up with the director of Sincere Hospital, Jeffrey Foster.

Many of these netizens were students from the medical college. Bringing up Jeffrey’s previous promises to the 2002 class, they felt Abigail was fickle.

Some even believed she won the championship through underhanded means, saying she must have cheated.

Kelvin had already sent people to track the video’s photographer and uploader. He wasn’t sure whether to report the lady’s situation to Brandon.

As he hesitated, Brandon sensed it immediately, "Speak."

"The rumors about the lady’s competition cheating are getting more and more outrageous. What do you think..." Kelvin asked tentatively.

"She’s so capable, does she still need my help?" Thinking of the woman who took a call outside his door for a long time before leaving, Brandon became extremely angry.

Kelvin felt embarrassed. "I will investigate the video surveillance situation first. So far, it seems that the equipment was installed early and is specialized in secretly filming illicit videos to sell. As for why they released the video, we will continue to investigate."

"Give me results as soon as possible." Brandon said sternly, but internally felt the situation shouldn’t be a coincidence.

Would Duncan and Doris have such capabilities to deceive Abigail and block Sophie?

Although Sophie wasn’t as strong or skilled as Pullan, she certainly wasn’t weak enough to make such a low-level mistake.

It seemed like someone was planning each step carefully.

And the singing club’s young master Duncan contacted had disappeared after entering the hotel.

Was it his third uncle’s tricks?

This type of mild method didn’t match his uncle’s style.

Or was there someone else behind it all?

Brandon thought of Jeffrey’s graceful, refined face.

If it was Jeffrey, why would he reveal himself so quickly?

At least for now, this situation seemed harmful rather than beneficial to him. Wasn’t he afraid the scandal with Abigail would make her refuse to join the institute?

Additionally, the online curses had already spread through the medical college.

What did Jeffrey care about the most these years? Naturally, it was his carefully cultivated reputation. This incident severely damaged the reputation he valued so much.

Kelvin noticed Brandon had no more instructions and cautiously asked, "Should I hang up?"

For the cucked Brandon, Kelvin, despite being a confidant, still treaded carefully.

"I’ll send you a video later." Brandon regained his thoughts with a grim expression.

Kelvin acknowledged, unsure what video Brandon suddenly intended to send him, but he remained cautious and accepted.

Brandon hung up the phone and opened the video saved in his phone of Abigail rescuing someone at a car accident scene, directly forwarding it to Kelvin.

After sending, his gaze fell on the topmost number on Facebook, looking at the message Abigail sent last night. He hesitated for a while and then closed the app.

On the other end, Kelvin had been waiting for Brandon’s video. Receiving it, he immediately opened it and instantly understood Brandon’s intention.

He might say he didn’t care, but his actions spoke the truth.

With this video, Kelvin’s job became much easier.

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Medical College.

Although it was the weekend, the campus was unusually lively today.

Especially class of 2002.

Lena and Ralf had gathered many classmates who competed yesterday. They also brought in those classmates who had won big rewards after helping them vote, each holding a phone, fervently explaining under Abigail’s posts.

They all attested it was a misunderstanding. Abigail’s team winning the university medical skills competition was due to her leading them on a one-month hospital internship.

Abigail’s personal abilities surpassed even those of ordinary professional doctors.

Lena even cited the incident in the delivery room from last time.

However, despite their wild explanations, it not only failed to change public opinion but also got them accused of being Abigail’s hired ghostwriters. After all, how soon after the video was posted did it disappear without a trace, even search engines couldn’t find it anymore.

Moreover, believing in the capabilities of a sophomore student was harder than believing in more salacious and malicious gossip, regardless of the truth.

The group sat on the benches for two to three hours, but nothing changed. In fact, the more they explained, the hotter the topic became.

Lena dejectedly smashed her phone on the table, "Bastards, those bastards, how can they fabricate facts out of thin air!"

"Maybe we should stop. We might be making it worse for Abigail." Wilson also felt discouraged. Abigail was so good, yet those people who knew nothing about her were criticizing her so harshly.

After they spoke, the atmosphere in the classroom became gloomy.

"Damn it, Abigail’s trending!" Just when things seemed bad enough, a classmate exclaimed, and everyone else realized the gravity—the trending topic meant they were even more powerless.

What was already bad turned worse, especially for Lena, Wilson, Ralf, and Master Hudson, who had the closest relationship with Abigail and competed alongside her for the prize. Now being suspected, they felt miserable.