Reborn as Mr.CEO s Fat Wife
Chapter 95 - 95 Visiting the Chubby One Choosing a Wedding Dress

Chapter 95: Chapter 95 Visiting the Chubby One Choosing a Wedding Dress

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Upstairs.

Brandon Piers leaned on the sofa and looked at Pullan. “Choosing a wedding dress?”

“Yes, Master Stone brought over three wedding dresses for Miss Abigail to choose from.” Pullan reported truthfully. He always felt that since the last DNA test, the second young master had been paying more attention to Miss Abigail more frequently, but he had no evidence; the second young master wouldn’t tell him the test results.

“What does she have to choose from with that figure?” Brandon Piers sneered.

Pullan looked at his boss in surprise. “But… second young master, even chubby girls have the right to happiness.”

The second young master was a gentleman, always avoiding gossiping about others behind their backs. Today, however, he disapproved of Miss Abigail’s figure. Pullan felt that this behavior was beneath the second young master’s status.

Who knew that after Pullan spoke, Brandon Piers looked at him seriously and asked, “Do you think Clark Stone can give the little chubby girl happiness?”

Pullan was puzzled by the question, but when he thought about Clark Stone’s behavior that day and some rumors he had heard, he shook his head. “Miss Abigail is more suited to a man who is loyal, kind, and knows how to live. Master Stone is not the right person.”

“Loyal, kind, and knows how to live?” Brandon Piers pondered Pullan’s words and suddenly looked up. “Are you talking about yourself?”

“I’m loyal, kind, and know how to live? Thank you for the compliment, second young master, but matters of the heart are very personal. If Miss Abigail truly likes Master Stone, there’s nothing outsiders can do.” Pullan was pleased to know his boss thought so highly of him.

Brandon Piers gave Pullan a sidelong glance. “Did I compliment you?”

Besides, how did this brute see that the little chubby girl liked that scum, Clark Stone?

Pullan was stunned. “Didn’t you?”

“She would never like someone like you.” Before Pullan could react, he heard the second young master’s next words, which made him even more bewildered. Who wouldn’t like someone like him? What was wrong with someone like him?

Meanwhile, Brandon Piers had already stood up.

“Second young master, you are…?”

“Going to see the little chubby girl choose her wedding dress.” Brandon Piers left this sentence and leisurely walked down the stairs. He wanted to see how much the little chubby girl liked that scum.

Pullan, “…” Second young master, since when have you been interested in watching the excitement? You haven’t even looked at your own fiancée’s wedding dress.

No matter how colorful his inner thoughts were, Pullan couldn’t stop the second young master’s steps.

Brandon Piers wore a collared short-sleeve loose shirt with complex patterns. If worn improperly, it would look very tacky, but on him, it highlighted his overly handsome face, making it even more outstanding. Paired with casual trousers, his whole demeanor exuded a lazy charm.

Like the sunlight on a summer afternoon.

Abigail was wondering what role Clark Stone was playing today. When she heard footsteps, she instinctively looked over and saw Brandon Piers standing on the stairs. His narrow eyes fell on her, like a Persian cat that had just woken up; there was a bit of laziness mixed with ten years of consistent arrogance.

Beautiful, indeed, but it was that scrutinizing gaze that always seemed superior.

Following Abigail’s gaze, Clark Stone looked over and was first stunned, then his eyes showed a hint of fanaticism. It was rumored that the second young master of the Piers family had an unparalleled appearance, comparable to Leonardo da Vinci, but unfortunately, he was a sickly person. However, his abilities were remarkable. Gaining his favor was equivalent to securing a partnership with the Piers Family.

He endured the humiliation of marrying a chubby girl, willing to be laughed at by others. Wasn’t it all to meet this person?

“Second young master, hello. I am Abigail’s fiancé. Due to the hurried engagement date, I had to intrude on Piers’ Mansion.” Clark Stone concealed his ambition and spoke warmly.

Brandon Piers glanced at him indifferently. “If you knew it was an intrusion, why did you come?”

The smile on Clark Stone’s face froze. Didn’t they say the second young master of the Piers family was a gentleman who never turned away a smiling face?

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