Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 484: Chapter 484: Oh My God, What Did I See?

Chapter 484 -484: Oh My God, What Did I See?

The next day.

After feeding Teddy, Abigail went to the dining room.

Along with giving Teddy some formula, Abigail’s diet also changed accordingly, reducing various soups.

After breakfast, Abigail and Brandon Piers each occupied a spot and exercised for an hour. Then they took a refreshing shower and began preparing for everyone coming to the manor.

Pullan was sent to Old Mr. Smith and Mrs. Han, Aunt Claudia, and Kelly took care of the children.

Uncle Piers instructed people to move several small dining tables to the side of Moon Lake, then combined them into a three-meter long table, covered with tablecloths, flowers, and dishes. Barbecue grills were set up nearby according to Abigail’s suggestion. The food included some from the manor and a batch of seafood specially flown in from Hokkaido.

Watching everyone in the manor busy, Abigail realized that her casual suggestion had everyone working hard along with her. She looked apologetically at the man beside her. “Did I act too impulsively?”

“This place hasn’t seen any excitement for over a decade. Trust me, Uncle Piers is happier than anyone,” Brandon Piers said with a light laugh, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window and watching the servants busy outside.

Hearing the hint of melancholy in his voice, Abigail couldn’t help but look over. “There haven’t been any guests here?”

“After Father passed away and Mother left, the Piers family’s main branch fell apart. Moon Lake Manor has never opened to the public since then.” Brandon seemed to be reminiscing, his gaze distant as he looked far away.

Abigail held his hand. “Brandon…”

She couldn’t help but feel sorry for this man.

Both seemed to have tenuous relationships with their parents. His father passed away early, as did her father. His mother left early, as did hers.

“I’m fine. I told you yesterday. You’re the mistress of this manor. You can decide on small things like inviting guests. As for making them work hard? The Piers family pays them wages, not to provide for their retirement. Don’t overthink it.” Brandon held Abigail’s hand, playing with it in his palm as he spoke.

Abigail nodded. “You’re right.”

This manor did indeed need an injection of new energy.

“What you should worry about now is what to do if your classmates recognize you later.” Brandon gazed at his clumsy little chub. He noticed she was only talented in medicine but lacked common sense in daily life.

But thinking of Old Mr. Smith’s personality and her life trajectory, he understood why.

Reminded suddenly, Abigail pulled her hand out of Brandon’s palm. “I’m going to tell Uncle Piers to instruct everyone not to call me Young Mistress, to avoid giving it away.”

Brandon’s palm suddenly felt empty. Watching Abigail’s hurried figure, he chuckled lightly. “Silly girl.”

Did she really think she could hide it that way?

But he thought, let her be.

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What Brandon didn’t expect was that there would be uninvited guests today.

…

At the west gate of the medical university.

Lena Locke and Sophie Hope were waiting at the gate early. Soon, Sally Hood showed up with Davis Hudson, Wilson Jasper, and Ralf, joining the group. Lena and Wilson seemed the most nervous.

Sally, still with her two pigtails, looked at the nervous Lena and Wilson. “You two stop being so nervous! You’re making me nervous too. And when I get nervous, I want to pee.”

As she finished speaking, she remembered her new boyfriend was there. She quickly shut her mouth, tugging at her pigtails and looking cutely at Davis Hudson. “Little Hudson, delete that segment.”

Master Hudson looked at his dumb girlfriend and said, “My little girl is adorable no matter what she says.”

“Ugh, why did I even have breakfast?” Preacher Ralf pretended to gag.

Sally immediately transformed from a frail girl to a flying superhero and gave Ralf a kick. “Try throwing up again!”

Ralf howled a few times. “Women and petty people are impossible to deal with!”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Lena and Wilson’s mood lightened up a bit.

However, seeing it was almost ten and the car hadn’t arrived yet, many curious classmates had gathered around to watch. The few grew more uneasy.

“It’s all my fault. Why did I have to show off? Now I’ve dragged Abigail into this mess. Celia Agatha broadcast this everywhere, and it wasn’t enough. She even posted it on the forum. Now everyone knows that Abigail invited us to Moon Lake Manor. If she can’t deliver…” Lena sniffled as she spoke.

“Don’t panic, it’s not even ten yet,” Sophie comforted.

Wilson, a little bookworm, got nervous after hearing this. “I heard Moon Lake Manor is Master Brandon’s private estate. Even his second and third uncles need a pass to get in. How can a large group of us possibly… should we change locations? I know a park…”

“Stop worrying. I did a reading for Abigail last night. It was excellent. Trust me, she’ll take us there!” Ralf, the poorest among them, was from a remote mountain area but had a bold and generous personality. Despite often struggling financially and working part-time jobs, his favorite side hustle was doing fortune readings for extra cash. Unfortunately, no one took him seriously.

Sure enough, right after Ralf spoke, Sally became even more worried.

Celia Agatha and Duncan Symons, who came to watch the fun, overheard Ralf and burst into laughter. “Did you hear that? Did you? They don’t even know if a car will come, and they’re relying on a fortune reading. How hilarious is that!”

Due to the fame and prestige of Moon Lake Manor, after Celia and Duncan deliberately spread the news last night, many medical university students came to watch the excitement. Hearing Celia’s words, they laughed along.

Ralf’s reputation as a preacher had some small fame at the medical university, not because of his skills, but because people thought he did it out of poverty to make money. They usually just had fun with it, but no one took him seriously.

At this moment, they found the perfect reason to mock Abigail thanks to Ralf’s prophecy.

Ralf’s face turned unpleasant. “You foolish humans, what’s wrong with fortune-telling? None of you have a better fate than Abigail. Just one look, and you can tell she’ll be wealthy and noble. I believe she can take us to Moon Lake Manor.”

“Right, I believe too.” Wilson, usually delicate and shy like a girl, was the first to stand up because, as a man, he had to protect his desk mate.

Davis Hudson, hugging Sally Hood, knowing the inside story, gave Celia a slovenly look. “I believe in Ralf too.”

“We believe!” Lena looped her arm through Sophie’s.

Several friends from the Surgery Class of 20202 who got along with this group also stood up.

For a moment, the crowd split into two factions. One side, for the sake of face, firmly supported Abigail. The other side, led by Celia and Duncan, was ready to laugh at Abigail.

There were less than fifteen supporting Abigail, mostly out of Master Hudson’s influence. In contrast, over fifty students from different classes supported Celia and Duncan.

The disparity was evident.

“Wow, it’s ten o’clock. Didn’t Fat Girl Green boast a ride would pick you up at ten sharp? Where’s the person? Where’s the car? Haha,” Celia laughed as she saw the time, and the group behind her joined in.

Lena looked uneasily at her friends. But just then, someone exclaimed, “Wow, is that… a stretch Lincoln?”

“Oh my god, am I seeing things? A stretch Hummer, a Ferrari… what am I seeing?” Someone screamed.

Everyone looked together!