Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 531: Don’t You Know What You’ve Done?

Chapter 531: Chapter 531: Don’t You Know What You’ve Done? ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

After saying goodnight, Jeffrey Foster looked at the mirror and softly murmured, "It’s about time."

Abigail Green, having hung up the phone, let out a deep sigh of relief.

For some reason, every time she talked to her senior now, she felt an unusual sense of oppression, sometimes even to the point of feeling like she couldn’t breathe.

Fortunately, the other party didn’t insist and actually agreed.

She had thought that he wouldn’t let her go so easily to achieve his goal.

But Abigail didn’t have the mood to think about anything else at the moment. Her mind was filled with how she would talk to the man later. Truth be told, she was a bit scared, scared that he would ignore her just like last time.

If that happened, she feared she would never muster the courage again.

With a light sigh, Abigail tried not to overthink it, as the more she thought, the more hesitant she would become.

She bit her lip and walked outside.

She hesitated for a long time at the door of Brandon Piers’s study, just as she was about to knock, she heard him answer a call. Her hand paused.

"Found at the gate of the manor? Who gave her the guts?" Brandon Piers coldly snickered into the phone.

Abigail was stunned. Her? Him? Who? Found at the gate of the manor? Who was at the gate now?

She didn’t know what was said on the other end of the phone, but it seemed to have angered the man further. "She thinks a few photos can control me? Ridiculous. Since she’s courting death, forget about banning her. Sign her with Jerry Entertainment."

After that, the man hung up the phone with a snap.

Abigail realized who had come to the manor. It was the woman rumored to be involved with Brandon Piers, the same woman he had spent the night with at another house.

Had she come looking for him?

"Ha." Abigail couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. The courage she had mustered to talk to the man instantly evaporated, turning into self-mockery.

Others might not know Jerry Entertainment, but thanks to her connection with Benjamin Jones, Abigail was aware that while the company had developed exceptionally fast over the past two years, it was far from clean. Many young girls with dreams of stardom signed with them, only to find themselves trapped in a quagmire they could never escape.

Many girls either struggled to stand out from the muck or couldn’t bear the daily degradation of exchanging their bodies for pitiful resources, ultimately meeting a tragic end.

She remembered Benjamin had always been looking for evidence of Jerry Entertainment’s crimes, but they were incredibly cunning, never leaving any proof.

Even if there was evidence, both witnesses and material evidence would be destroyed together.

Abigail always knew that aside from Piers Enterprises, Brandon Piers managed multiple industries. However, she never imagined that while he criticized Jeffrey Foster’s dirty tactics, he himself was accumulating the world’s most disgusting wealth.

Wealth drenched in the blood of young girls’ bodies.

At that moment, Abigail suddenly felt that the happiness of receiving the man’s gold card was tainted.

Tears uncontrollably fell in large drops. What kind of man had she fallen in love with?

Was the man she deemed as a gentleman earning money rightfully just a figment of her imagination from the start?

Many things suddenly surfaced, like how Brandon Piers wanted to marry Ruby Green at first, thinking she held 5% of Piers Enterprises’ shares, even going as far as to violate their engagement agreement.

Why did he later change his mind and walk her down the aisle?

At the time, she thought it was because he knew she was Teddy’s biological mother and didn’t want anyone to bully his child’s mother.

But looking back now, Brandon Piers knew long before the engagement that she was Teddy’s mother but didn’t abandon the engagement with Ruby Green.

Instead, he suddenly changed his mind at the engagement ceremony. In fact, it’s not what she thought, right? He knew all along that she had the shares?

In all his subsequent kindness, everything was to achieve his goal. And he succeeded. Abigail herself handed over the shares of Piers Enterprises, forcing him to sign and give them to him.

Never had she realized more clearly that the man she loved was an expert manipulator.

He could measure precisely to a centimeter, even more accurately than an electronic ruler.

Abigail Green was still immersed in her chaotic thoughts when the study door suddenly opened.

Brandon Piers looked at her pale face. Thinking she might be here to reconcile, the tension built up in recent days eased a bit, but he still arrogantly said, "Come in."

Despite his words, Abigail didn’t move.

Only then did Brandon notice her body shaking lightly, his expression changed slightly. "What’s wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he reached out to check her temperature, but as soon as he was about to touch her, Abigail abruptly dodged, clear disgust in her eyes.

Brandon was stunned. "You... hate me that much?" Was it because she had grown close to Jeffrey Foster that she wouldn’t let him touch her?

"Don’t you know what you’ve done?" Abigail suddenly looked up, her usually affectionate eyes filled with scorn.

Brandon was amused in anger. What had he done to deserve her interrogating him like a criminal?

But as his amber eyes fell on her reddened eyes, his heart ached, and his demeanor softened, letting out a light sigh. "Whatever I did wrong, you should tell me so I can know."

"Where’s Pullan?" Abigail couldn’t bring herself to ask the more humiliating questions. After a long time, she looked at Brandon and asked.

Brandon was taken aback. "He had an accident and is resting."

"Resting? Are you sure he’s resting and not because you’re afraid he’ll spill the beans, so you made him rest?" Abigail sarcastically asked.

Brandon frowned. "What do you know?"

"What do I know?" Abigail mockingly retorted. "Someone’s already come to the door, and you still ask what I know? Brandon Piers, you can dislike me, you can treat marriage and love as a bargaining chip. But you shouldn’t do disgusting things on one hand while asking me what you did wrong on the other!"

"You..."

"And even if that girl spent the night with you, you didn’t have to push her into the fire pit!" Brandon now knew what she had overheard and guessed her thoughts. Just as he was about to explain, Abigail cut him off.

Brandon’s face darkened. "Is that how you see me?"

He thought she trusted him and had feelings for him. But what was she saying now? Accusing him out of the blue?

"Aren’t you like that, Brandon Piers?" Abigail suddenly called out his name, and then choked up. The words caught in her throat, too painful to express. Why did she fall in love, why did she fall for him!

Seeing her like this, Brandon felt an awful premonition. "Abigail Green, shut up!"

"Let’s break up."