Chapter 744: Chapter 744: The Arriving Brandon, Ready to Seek Justice
Because we had prepared the public relations strategy in advance, the opinion quickly shifted under the guidance of ghostwriters.
For the next two days, the heat of the matter subsided, and the gossiping netizens quietly withdrew.
But Lena Locke was different. She knew Abigail had moved out of Piers’ Mansion and speculated that Adam Piers and Bertha Swift must have indeed cheated on Brandon Piers. Brandon shifted the public opinion to save face.
What engagent to Adam Piers? Ridiculous!
Although Bertha Swift was low-key, her small entourage was not. As soon as the news broke, they boasted about her and many people heard firsthand that Bertha’s marriage partner was Master Brandon.
Now it seed to be just a public relations act after the scandal broke.
The more Lena Locke thought, the more she felt her guess was right. She worried Abigail was being deceived again. So she opened Facebook and angrily ssaged Pullan, “Pullan, your boss is too shaless! Is he bullying Abigail again? You must make sure Abigail doesn’t fall for him again! A man who is not only unfaithful but also can’t perform is worthless. He might beco a psychopath soday!”
Pullan, who was following Master Brandon to the underground parking lot after work, heard his phone’s special ring tone. He secretly checked his phone and almost stumbled upon seeing the ssage. He hurriedly replied, “Can’t perform? You shouldn’t say such things so carelessly!”
Pullan was scared to death!
Lena Locke saw Pullan’s response and got even angrier. She believed that as Abigail’s cousin, he should be on her side instead of defending a scumbag. So she sent a voice ssage, “Is Master Brandon not unfaithful that he married Bertha Swift? As for him being unable to perform, I confird it with Abigail. As her cousin, you should prevent Abigail from being hard by a scumbag again.”
Pullan, feeling guilty of Lena blaming Brandon, hastily tried to delete the conversation, fearing Brandon would accidentally see it soday. However, he accidentally played the audio ssage.
“Is Master Brandon not unfaithful…”
As soon as it played, Pullan hurriedly tried to close it but Brandon turned around to look at him.
Pullan thought he was done for!
Brandon, with a blank face, looked at Pullan. “Play it.”
Pullan pleaded, “Master Brandon, the girl was just talking nonsense. She didn’t know the truth and was defending the lady. It ant nothing.”
“You should be worried about yourself first.” Brandon, finishing his sentence, took the phone from Pullan’s hand. Pullan clutched it tightly, his eyes filled with despair, but Brandon’s cold gaze made him tremble. The phone slipped from his hand into Brandon’s.
Brandon glanced at the previous ssage, his amber eyes looking at Pullan as if saying, “You’ve really done it now.”
Pullan wished he could find a wall to bang his head against. However, before he could act on that thought, Master Brandon played the voice ssage.
“Is Master Brandon not unfaithful… that he married Bertha Swift? And about him not being able to perform, well, I confird it with Abigail…”
Pullan estimated the girl didn’t say anything good, but he hadn’t expected this much. Listening to her soft and angry voice, Pullan felt utterly dood.
What did she an, Master Brandon not being unfaithful? What did she an he can’t perform? What did she an she confird it with Abigail, confird it…
Aaaah!
How could such a young girl be so fearless?
And why did she have to confirm such things with the lady? But what’s more terrifying was that the lady agreed Master Brandon couldn’t perform…
Pullan rembered the ti Master Brandon personally admitted to his grandfather he couldn’t perform. He thought Brandon was just saying it casually.
But now… Master Brandon, truly couldn’t?
The more Pullan thought, the more his mind spun out of control. Nervously, he looked up to find Brandon staring at him with a smirking gaze. “Master Brandon… please… please stay calm.”
No sooner had Pullan spoken, he nearly bit off his tongue. Damn it! he ant to say, please don’t be angry.
Brandon, hearing Pullan’s words, laughed angrily, “Stay calm?”
“No, no, that’s not what I ant, Master Brandon!” Pullan, a strong man over six feet tall, waved his hands frantically in Brandon’s face. He truly didn’t an that.
“Take to Rose Valley.” Brandon, having no mood to deal with Pullan, ordered the driver into the car.
Pullan never expected Master Brandon would spare him. Trembling, he sat in the front seat, awaiting his fate.
But it seed Master Brandon had really forgotten about him, not ntioning any punishnt at all. This didn’t relieve Pullan; instead, it made him more anxious, fearing what big move Brandon was planning against him.
In fact, Brandon had no ti to care about Pullan. His mind was occupied by one thing, seeing his little fatty imdiately to prove himself.
He couldn’t believe his Abigail would vent to others that he couldn’t perform. What an utter humiliation!
The car sped along the way, the atmosphere inside so cold it felt like glass shards might fall off at any mont.
This ti, at Rose Valley, Brandon’s car wasn’t stopped, driving unhindered into the complex. It didn’t park outside Abigail’s villa but stopped behind her villa.
Getting out, Brandon glanced at a house mid-renovation, then headed towards Abigail’s villa. After the doorbell rang, Lois looked at the intercom, thinking it was a busy day. Lawyer Jones had just arrived, and now another handso man was at the door. She quickly reported to Abigail.
Abigail, chatting with Benjamin Jones, glanced at the monitor, recognized Brandon, and frowned. She initially wanted to turn him away but recalling Teddy’s look when seeing his dad, she decided to let Lois open the door.
Benjamin, observing this, gave Abigail a probing look. “Are you planning to forgive him?”
“No way!” Abigail replied without hesitation. Though she let Brandon in, she had no intention of forgiving this dog of a man so quickly.
Despite Abigail’s words, Benjamin caught a trace of girlish shyness in her eyes, clearly because of Brandon.
He sighed softly in his heart. “Let’s talk about sothing else. How’s your preparation for the competition?”
“Not bad,” Abigail smiled, briefly explaining her recent research to Benjamin.
Brandon entered, seeing Abigail and Benjamin chatting intimately. His jealousy instantly surged, amber eyes scanning Benjamin like a scanner, moving closer nonchalantly, “Abigail, there’s a guest, huh.”
One sentence relegated Benjamin to the status of a guest.
Benjamin had already sensed Brandon’s gaze. Hearing his words, he smiled slightly and asked Abigail, “Did you invite Master Brandon tonight?”
“No, he ca uninvited.” Abigail, showing no courtesy to Brandon, replied to Benjamin before turning to Brandon. “Are you here to see Teddy? He’s upstairs playing with Threo.”
aning she was busy and had no ti to entertain him.
Even Benjamin had higher status here.
Brandon, who ca for accountability, “…”
Woman, just wait!
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