Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 479: Chapter 479: Do You Understand What True Love Is?

Chapter 479 -479: Do You Understand What True Love Is?

Adam Piers glanced at his father. He felt something wasn’t quite right.

“Dad, don’t you think this is a bit strange?” Adam thought for a moment and couldn’t help but remind him.

“What’s strange? Your third uncle’s people have already taken care of those shareholders. It won’t be long before we can secure the remaining shares. As for Midsummer Trust…” Mason Piers paused, “You should follow up too. If you can form a partnership with Midsummer Trust before Brandon, it would be a great accomplishment.”

“Dad, are you kidding me? No one in the country even knows if the owner of Midsummer Trust is male or female, old or young. How are we supposed to collaborate? Besides, even if we do manage to collaborate with Midsummer Trust, it wouldn’t help. Those shares were donated by Lincoln Green’s late wife for charity through Midsummer Trust, and they can’t be used elsewhere.” Adam questioned his father.

Mason Piers was furious, “That monster might find a loophole in the law. Just follow up and make sure Brandon doesn’t reach a deal with Midsummer Trust.”

“Alright, I got it. Knew you would squeeze me dry.” Adam complained but internally he suspected, did Brandon really have Kelvin Max contact Midsummer Trust because he had no other choice?

He found it hard to believe!

Mason Piers kicked Adam, “You call this squeezing you dry? You think you’re a canola seed!”

“You’re more like an old peanut,” Adam muttered under his breath.

“Get out, get out, get out!” Mason Piers was so angry he wanted to kick his son again.

Adam was scared and decided to dodge outside. As he left the office, he bumped into Brandon, who had just finished his inspection and was about to return to his office. The playful smile disappeared from Adam’s face, replaced with reverence, “Brother.”

Mason Piers, who followed, got goosebumps. He couldn’t believe his eyes. His son had never shown him such respect before, and it infuriated him. But when he faced Brandon’s handsome and dignified demeanor, he swallowed the curses on the tip of his tongue.

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“What’s going on here, Uncle?” Brandon asked, glancing at the two of them.

“Oh, nothing, Brandon. How was your inspection? Do you want to rest? I’ll have someone prepare tea for you right away,” Mason Piers smiled apologetically.

Adam glanced sideways at his father, thinking that his father looked like one of those rebellious ministers from historical dramas who loudly clamored for power in private but couldn’t stand up straight in front of the emperor.

Thinking of this, Adam couldn’t help but move closer to Brandon.

“No need. Just give me a copy of the company’s accounts,” Brandon refused nonchalantly but made a difficult request for Mason Piers.

Fortunately, Mason was prepared. “Alright, I’ll have someone send it over immediately.”

“Hmm.” Brandon nodded and walked towards the office, followed by Kennan Max and several company executives.

Once they left, Adam looked at his father disdainfully, “Did you know? You just looked like a eunuch from a historical drama currying favor with the emperor.”

“Why don’t you say you look like a Husky!” Mason Piers kicked his son. This idiot, who gave birth to such an imbecile!

Adam was kicked, yelping in pain as he rolled down from the 28th floor, arranging for someone to keep an eye on Kelvin Max.

Mason Piers thought for a moment and informed his brother of the situation.

Oliver Piers listened, “Let him investigate. I’d like to see what he can find out.” He added, “Just make sure you cover your tracks and don’t give him any leverage.”

“I know. How is Daniel?” Compared to Adam, Mason Piers was extremely envious of his brother for having such a smart and steady son. Looking at his own…

“He’s fine,” Oliver replied succinctly and dialed a number, “How’s the preparation over there?”

“It’s unlike you to be in such a hurry, CEO Piers,” a gentle voice on the other end had a hint of sarcasm if one listened closely.

“Do you think your father gave you this company as a reward? My dear nephew, we’re all smart people. You can’t be that naive, right?” Oliver’s voice was warm, with a touch of elder concern.

But Jeffrey Foster only heard a threat.

“What do you want, CEO Piers?” His voice lost the previous gentleness and grew firm.

“The results of the October competition, I’ll have them sent to you. I hope Master Jeffrey gives me a satisfactory answer,” Oliver said and hung up.

Jeffrey Foster listened to the dial tone, a thin layer of coldness emanating from the usually graceful man. After some time, he composed himself, holding his phone and dialing a number, “Did you find anything?”

“Sorry, whether it’s the old Piers residence or Moon Lake Manor, we can’t get close. We can’t confirm if Miss Green took the materials we need.” The person on the other end apologized.

“Leave this to me. Pull your people back and don’t let Master Brandon find out.”

“Yes,” the person replied respectfully.

Hanging up, Jeffrey Foster’s expression was complex. Daniel Piers had run into trouble in F Nation, severely harming Oliver Piers, who urgently needed money to cover his losses. And his dear father wanted to use this competition to test him.

But the formula Abigail left behind had too little effect. To gain a bigger advantage in the competition, he had to improve this formula. However, despite recruiting many top experts, the results were not significant.

He remembered that Abigail had previously done a specific study on this auxiliary medicine. If he could find that information, he might find the key balance point to enhance the medicine’s effects using traditional Flowery medicine techniques without violating any rules.

Yet, he had searched so many places back then, never thinking that the secret compartment would be under Abigail’s drawer, and she took what was inside.

It was already September, and with only a month left until the October competition, he had to be fully prepared.

Thinking of this, Jeffrey Foster looked at the registration information for this year’s university medical skills competition, finally pulling out Abigail Green’s registration form. He lowered his gaze for a long time before getting up and walking towards the classroom.

Abigail, who had just finished her medical psychology class, was idly looking at her phone. She had noticed Sally Hood kept texting during class and couldn’t help but curiously asked, only to find she was chatting with her boyfriend.

Abigail was shocked to find out, do guys and girls text so much when they date?

The ponytailed girl looked at her like she was an idiot, “How do couples build a relationship if they don’t text each other?”

“Are you in a long-distance relationship?” Abigail was puzzled.

Before Sally Hood could answer, Ralf Harvey pointed at Davis Hudson, sitting in the front row due to being late, “That’s her boyfriend. They just got together recently.”

Abigail, “…”

Sally Hood glared at Ralf Harvey, “Do you even know what a heated romance is? Do you?”

For the rest of the class, Abigail kept looking at her phone, looking at her phone…