Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife-Chapter 439 - Stubborn Old Man VS Piglet

Chapter 439: Chapter 439: Stubborn Old Man VS Piglet

Chapter 439 -439: Stubborn Old Man VS Piglet

Brandon Piers watched as the three refused Old Smith, leaving Old Smith looking so dejected that Brandon almost burst out laughing.

But he hadn’t expected the old man to be so stubborn. Seeing the situation take a sudden turn, he was curious about how his chubby one would react. She met his eyes with an indescribable expression, making him feel even better.

This grandfather and granddaughter duo were really amusing.

Earlier, Cameron Theodore, who had been scolding the three for their lack of face, now looked at them with twinkling eyes, resembling a creepy uncle trying to lure children.

The three shivered.

“Ahem…”

At this moment, Cameron cleared his throat. “The opening ceremony ends here. Everyone, please disperse on the spot.”

Without waiting for the audience to stand, he pointed at Abigail, Sophie, and Lena. “You three stay behind and recognize your master.”

The three were speechless.

They had all refused, right?

Could they be forced into this?

But before they could reject, their department heads had somehow already stood before them, with an attitude that dared them not to go, ready to drag them over if necessary.

“Do we even have a choice?” Lena asked weakly, looking at her department head.

Sophie coolly flicked her hair. “Probably not.”

The two looked at Abigail.

Abigail sighed. “Actually, acknowledging a master might not be a bad thing.”

“Pretentious.” Duncan Symons didn’t know how to describe his exasperation. Hearing Abigail’s words, he angrily spat out the two words and stormed out of the hall.

Lena laughed. “I just love it when others can’t stand us but can’t do anything about it! But, Abigail, are you really not a reincarnated koi of fortune?”

Becoming Old Mr. Smith’s apprentice was something even the Locke family wouldn’t dare to dream of.

Sophie nodded in agreement.

Abigail felt awkward. She couldn’t tell them that the cranky old man was her grandfather, her biological one, and it had nothing to do with fortune.

“Alright, you three, hurry up.” The responsible teacher urged them impatiently when they saw the three were still standing there.

Left with no choice, the three reluctantly walked towards the headmaster and Old Mr. Smith.

However, Abigail’s eyes were not on her grandfather but on Brandon Piers, who was still lounging lazily. Why hadn’t the man left yet?

What if Grandpa let something slip?

Brandon noticed that his chubby one finally saw him, and he raised his eyebrows in delight.

Abigail quickly bowed her head to avoid being noticed, fearing that someone might see Brandon’s small actions. Sophie glanced nonchalantly at Master Brandon.

“Huh.” Brandon snorted in displeasure, which caught the attention of Cameron Theodore. He hadn’t expected this god of wealth to still be here and apparently ignored to the point of being upset.

Cameron quickly pulled Church Smith over. “Old Mr. Smith, I almost forgot to introduce you. This is Brandon Piers of the Piers Group, Master Brandon, and also one of our medical university’s board members. He’s an exceptionally outstanding young man.”

“Pfft, what era is it with all these young masters and young ladies? Anyone would think they’re living in pre-revolution days.” The old man was naturally displeased with Brandon, the pig who had taken his family’s cabbage. Cameron’s sudden introduction was like walking into the lion’s den.

Headmaster Theodore was speechless.

It was too much for him, almost brought to tears by Old Mr. Smith at his age. This was his golden sponsor, bright and shining. If Old Mr. Smith chased him away, how would he survive? How would their medical university survive?

The remaining people on the scene felt very awkward, knowing the old man’s temper; words failed them.

Everyone watched Brandon nervously, except for Abigail, who wanted to cover her face.

What was all this?

“Oh, if I remember correctly, you were born in 1945. Whether I live in pre-revolution times is questionable, but you certainly were born before the revolution, right, you stubborn old coot!” Brandon retorted without mercy.

“If I’m an old coot, then you’re a piglet!” The old man retaliated after being called a stubborn coot.

“Hmm, rooting for your cabbage?” Brandon casually stabbed at his heart.

Abigail’s heart sank. The old man saw her reaction, fuming but unable to refute. He knocked his cane in frustration. “You… wish!”

“Oh, since I’m not rooting for your cabbage, whether I’m a piglet has nothing to do with you, right?” Brandon continued to provoke, aiming to irritate the old man.

It worked. Old Smith was fuming but knew some things couldn’t be said, so his face turned red in anger.

Abigail was worried her grandfather might get so worked up; she glared at Brandon while pretending to look innocent, turning to the dazed headmaster. “Um, Headmaster, what are we doing here?”

“Ah, oh, right. Old Mr. Smith, you called them over for…?”

The surrounding teachers were also puzzled.

Lena and Sophie sneakily glanced at Master Brandon, then at Old Mr. Smith, finally at the stunned headmaster and teachers. They couldn’t believe what they witnessed.

Master Brandon was amazing, making the old man too angry to speak! So satisfying!

But they quickly realized they were about to become this stubborn old man’s apprentices. It was too tragic.

“What do you mean, ‘what for’? Aren’t we having lunch?” The old man’s retort wasn’t entirely sensible.

Cameron looked at the time. 3 PM? Lunch? Whatever you say, your way it is.

Then, something more surprising happened. Old Mr. Smith suddenly turned to Brandon. “You’re paying!”

Brandon was speechless.

Cameron Theodore felt his fifty-plus years were lived in vain. What should he do?

He glanced at Brandon, who seemed stunned, and spoke with difficulty. “Old Mr. Smith, Master Brandon might have other matters. How about…”

“He’s got time to loiter around our medical university but no time to buy us lunch?” The old man interrupted roughly.

Abigail and her friends looked sympathetically at the helpless headmaster. This little old man had probably never been so dumbfounded in his life.

Thankfully, Brandon glanced at Abigail, knowing his chubby one had to dine with the old guy. Reluctantly, he nodded. “Fine. I’ll pay.”

Cameron thought he misheard and looked at Brandon in disbelief, almost moved to tears. The public had the wrong idea about this Master Brandon; he truly was a noble gentleman who saved others from difficulty.

“Hmph, that’s more like it.” Old Mr. Smith snorted proudly.

Lena and Sophie felt conflicted. If they were just dining with the old man, that would be fine. But with Master Brandon?

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Although they wanted to admire Master Brandon’s prosperous beauty, was it appropriate?

Just as they were about to discuss with Abigail, they heard the old man’s domineering command. “You too.”

Lena and Sophie were speechless.

Understanding the reason, Abigail’s head ached. These two were really causing her trouble. But with Grandpa’s insistence and Brandon conceding, she had no choice but to drag the other two along.