Chapter 182: Chapter 182 – Are you still the precious gem of your family’s second young master?
Brandon Manor’s internal ecosystem was very well-maintained.
The summer breeze was cool and comfortable. Everyone who walked in instantly forgot the summer heat, bathing in the cool natural air and enjoying the manor’s beautiful scenery.
Noel Roberts, dressed formally, rarely sat so upright in his chair. He noticed the machines set up around him, raised an eyebrow, and stood up to walk over to Pullan, who was meticulously trimming flowers with a ruler. “What’s your Master Brandon planning now?”
“I don’t know.” Pullan answered honestly. He felt that Master Brandon’s behavior had been really odd lately, doing everything contrary to his usual way. He was probably aware his time was nearing its end, deciding to live freely.
Noel said, “…Are you not still your family’s big treasure?”
“No.” Pullan looked at the towering flower wall sadly. Then realizing the inappropriateness of his words, he quickly explained with a straight face, “Young Master Roberts, don’t joke.”
“Oh, seems like you’ve fallen out of favor.” Noel commented sincerely, and even plucked a flower.
Pullan was shocked, staring at the rose in Noel’s hand, then at the flower wall he painstakingly pruned. He wanted to cry.
He knew it wouldn’t look good for a tough guy like him to cry. But he really felt like crying. How could Young Master Roberts do this? Would his flower wall still look good today?
The most important thing was that Master Brandon was , today was his engagement ceremony, he needed to make Master Brandon comfortable in every way.
Noel was stunned, seeing Pullan’s devastated expression, felt a bit embarrassed holding the flower, “Should I give it back?”
Pullan ignored Noel and continued trimming the flowers, silently not wanting to speak.
Noel’s expression became complex, “Um, haven’t you heard a saying? Good people don’t live long, but mischief lasts a millennium. Your young master won’t die.”
Although Noel knew about the surgery failure too, he just couldn’t believe Brandon would die.
Pullan finally looked up, very seriously, “Really?”
Noel said, “…Really.” Right?
Pullan’s expression eased a bit, but the next moment his face darkened again. Noel turned his head to see the Pierses walking in just on time, bringing along the chaos.
Even Master Piers, Mason Piers, and Threo Piers arrived.
It looked like there was going to be a big show today!
Noel also raised an eyebrow with a slovenly air, it was a really lively engagement.
The second branch of the Pierses first greeted Elder Piers. The old man only grunted at his two sons, offering no respect at all.
Mason saw this, his face turned sour. Threo, however, kept his usual gentle demeanor, wearing a smile like a spring breeze. Nearly fifty years old, benefiting from the Piers family genes, looked distinguished. Even in middle age, he was handsome, exuding a bit of youthful tolerance and kindness.
Seeing his father displeased, Threo patiently explained, “Dad, the flight was delayed. Please don’t be angry. Today is Brandon’s big day, you shouldn’t get upset.”
Elder Piers knew Threo was the best at pretending. Behind the scenes, he was ruthless, but outwardly he maintained perfect etiquette. The Piers family started in the medicine business, so many praised Threo as a living Bodhisattva.
But the more Threo acted , the less Elder Piers liked this son, reminding him too much of his mother.
Threo pretended not to notice his father’s mood. After some polite conversation, he sat down, smilingly asking the other nephews around him, “Brandon, planning a live stream?”
“Yeah, he found an actress, loves this kind of thing. It’s really a disgrace for our Piers family.” Mason pursed his lips. Although he was Threo’s fraternal twin, in both appearance and personality, they were completely different. This time, suffering a loss under Brandon, he harbored a lot of resentment.
Threo didn’t comment, suffering considerable losses himself this time.
Rather than attending Brandon’s engagement, they were here to see when Brandon would breathe his last.