Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Brandon Piers opened the newly delivered file on Abigail Green. It detailed her whereabouts for the year following her college entrance exam, and it was so perfect that it aroused suspicion.

The file indicated that Abigail went to Swallow City shortly after her entrance exam and never returned for the following year. Her schoolwork continued normally, and it even showed that she attended an anatomy class at Swallow City Medical University on April 9.

But he personally saw Abigail lying across the doorway of Mei An’s hospital room on April 9.

If Abigail didn’t have the ability to be in two places at once, then someone must have deliberately concealed her whereabouts. But would it really be necessary to go to such lengths to disguise the movements of a college girl?

Great efforts undoubtedly stem from great interests.

What kind of interest was significant enough to warrant such effort to hide Abigail Green?

Brandon slightly curved his lips, thinking about how the Taylor mother and daughter brought the baby to the Piers’ on the day Teddy was born and then used public opinion to push for a marriage between the two families.

If their target was the Piers, then it was indeed worth some effort.

The last time he investigated Abigail, it was mainly to uncover her connection with the genius doctor Abigail and had nothing to do with the child.

After all, the woman he saw when he woke up was Ruby Green.

And Abigail Green’s body…

It didn’t make him think in that direction at all.

Even when he witnessed Abigail breastfeeding twice before, he assumed she was merely soothing Teddy. If it weren’t for seeing the moist marks on her chest the other day, he would have believed the sweet milk smell on her was from the child.

No wonder the baby clung to the chubby one.

Dr. Waston mentioned that newborns lack a sense of security and depend heavily on their mothers.

And Teddy exhibited extraordinary closeness to Abigail after meeting her; it wasn’t an exception, but rather, Abigail might very well be Teddy’s biological mother.

Considering this possibility made Brandon’s expression change repeatedly.

Not to mention, Abigail’s current weight… The photos in the file showed Abigail with thick black bangs and black-rimmed glasses, her appearance completely obscured.

He might have been drunk, but not that blind, right?

How did this happen!

Thinking about how Abigail despised him for not being capable, Brandon pushed his tongue against his molars and continued reading the file.

If it truly was Abigail, she was only 18 at the time of the incident, right?

The consistently gentle Brandon Piers thought of a word: pervert.

Sure enough, a ruthless person would even curse himself.

Although he should have been furious, realizing that the girl from that night wasn’t Ruby Green but Abigail, the chubby one, Brandon found his mood surprisingly good.

Memories of that wonderful night resurfaced in his mind, and the sight of Abigail’s plump and fair bosom made the study suddenly feel a bit too warm.

When he woke up in the hotel that time, seeing Ruby, he intended to take responsibility. But after several days, Ruby’s pretense and scheming disgusted him.

He then believed that the wonderful experience was merely the work of alcohol and hallucinogens, and subsequently, he grew distant.

Now, a year later, he realized that the woman from that night might not have been Ruby Green at all.

With this thought, Brandon spoke, “Pullan.”

“Yes, Master Brandon.”

“Check Abigail’s and Teddy’s DNA.”

Pullan opened his mouth, silently stepping out with astonishment in his mind. Did he just discover an enormous secret?

Just as he was about to step out, he heard Master Brandon’s voice, “Stop.”

Pullan turned back confused, “Master Brandon, any other orders?”

“I’ll do it.” Brandon stood up, walked past Pullan with his tall, graceful stature, as radiant as the bright moon.

Pullan was baffled. Wasn’t he supposed to go?