Chapter 165: Chapter 165 – The Young Master gave her……a wedding dress?
“What happened?” Ruby Green looked at her manicure, absentmindedly asking.
Abigail Green was dead. Why did it matter if an old woman ran away?
“That old thing heard about the fat bitch and slipped away when no one was watching,” Jackson Taylor said with so frustration. He had clearly arranged for two people to keep an eye on her but sohow she managed to escape, and the two who were supposed to watch her were nowhere to be found either.
Jackson Taylor figured they were afraid of taking responsibility, so they followed suit when they saw the old woman run.
Secretly feeling unlucky, he still looked respectfully at Ruby Green.
Ruby Green gave a soft snort after listening, “She’ll show up. The Stone family still has an engagent, don’t they? Inform Uncle Green. After all, that fat bitch is gone, but her house is still there. We’ll get it back from that old woman and use it for investnt.”
Ruby had been eyeing that house since Abigail bought it.
Though small, the house was in Flora, worth nearly three million. It was a tro property near Sincere Hospital with great potential for appreciation.
“Alright, I’ll have soone keep an eye on it,” Jackson Taylor silently cursed Ruby Green for being greedy but dared not disobey her. In two hours she would officially beco the fiancée of the Piers’ second young master; with untold wealth at her fingertips, he naturally had to flatter her first.
After Jackson Taylor left, Ruby Green ssaged “Period,” “Cleaned up?”
The reply ca swiftly, “Clean.”
Although it was Ruby Green who arranged for Abigail to be taken care of, she made the transfer through hacker “Period” just in case.
This reassuring confirmation made Ruby Green feel even more at ease, focusing entirely on Twitter while waiting for the engagent ceremony to begin.
Her earlier replies had stirred up more online discussion, making the atmosphere even livelier.
anwhile, Abigail knew nothing about this.
After showering, she noticed the wedding dress hanging in the living room. Instinctively, she glanced around before looking at Kelly.
Kelly smiled, “It’s from the second young master.”
Abigail was stunned. A wedding dress from the second young master?
She inspected the dress closely and was certain it wasn’t brought in at the last minute; it was prepared in advance.
Why would Brandon Piers prepare a wedding dress for her in advance?
Regardless of his previous intentions, the only thing she knew was that Brandon Piers had better taste than Clark Stone.
At least in the matter of choosing a wedding dress.
Knock, knock, knock!
“Miss Abigail, the second young master asks if the stylist and makeup artist can co in now?” Just as Abigail touched the dress and discovered the pink diamonds on the hem were real, Pullan’s voice ca from outside following a knock on the door.
Abigail responded affirmatively. The next mont, the hotel door opened and a group of people ca in, leading her to the dressing table before she could see clearly.
Ti was tight, and everyone worked in coordination. Soon, Abigail felt dizzy from all the fussing.
Half an hour later.
Abigail was in a white wedding dress. Her thick black hair was styled into an updo complenting her face shape, with her chubby face frad by the hair. The makeup accentuated her large, charming eyes and flawless skin, which looked even more radiant with makeup.
She appeared entirely different from her previously disheveled self.
The most striking difference from the dress Clark Stone had chosen was that Brandon Piers chose a princess-style dress for her. The high waist elongated her figure, while the large skirt, styled as a ball gown, extended to her ankles, giving the illusion of a slimr waist. With Abigail’s naturally prominent chest, her figure looked full and alluring.
The cute style had a lightly mature charm, unique and captivating.
Even Abigail herself was stunned looking at the mirror. At this mont, Brandon Piers ca in in his wheelchair. Seeing her turning around, he was slightly taken aback.
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