Chapter 249: Chapter 249 Dad, is he showing signs of recovery?
Considering her recent surge in popularity, there was no telling what kind of trouble she’d encounter if she went out. Abigail Green and Midsummer Trust rescheduled the date to July 21.
It was her birthday, and after signing, she could celebrate her twenty-seventh birthday.
Coincidentally, Abigail Green’s birthday was also on July 21.
As for Teddy’s birthday, it was the same day Abigail and Abigail Green died.
Death sometimes meant rebirth.
Sighing lightly, Abigail arranged another meeting with Midsummer Trust, hung up the phone, and looked at the man beside her. “What did you want to say earlier?”
“Piers’ side will probably make more moves in the next few days. Don’t go out for now,” Brandon Piers changed the topic and advised Abigail.
“I understand.” Speaking of the Piers, Abigail thought of the man’s performance today. “You spread the news of a failed surgery before, and now you are openly appearing in front of the media. Aren’t your previous efforts in vain?”
“Is that so? Was I not forced to clarify to stabilize people’s hearts?” Brandon Piers answered seriously.
Abigail said, “… Fine.”
She thought the man just wanted to enrage those two uncles of the Piers.
After the last surgery, Brandon Piers immediately spread the news of the surgical failure and his impending death, causing the second branch of the Piers to relax and wait for his demise.
But he, bearing the wound, attended the engagement ceremony. After causing so much trouble, when both families were pondering when exactly he’d die, Jeffrey Foster once again affirmed that he was beyond saving.
Unlike hearsay, Jeffrey Foster was a surgical authority. No one dared to question his judgment.
Those two branches probably felt elated, yet this guy swaggered out of the hospital.
Wasn’t that just to annoy them?
Although he clarified online rumors about his critical condition, today he looked very healthy. Under the reporters’ cameras, he appeared even more noble and ethereal, with no signs of imminent death.
The second branch of the Piers was again on edge, worrying whether he would die or not.
That was indeed the case.
As soon as Brandon Piers returned to the Piers’ Mansion, his appearance at the hospital’s gate went viral online.
Adam Piers saw the news and shrieked, “Dad, did he have a burst of energy before dying?”
Mason Piers, with a sullen face, stared hard at the screen, watching the monster express affection to the fatty beside him. His teeth ached as he kicked Adam away and called Oliver Piers. “Didn’t Dean Foster personally declare he was mortally ill? What’s going on now?”
If he was dying, his current state was too good.
Last time at the engagement banquet, he was at least covered with a thin blanket and looked pale as a ghost. But today? His complexion looked nothing like he was terminally ill.
“Dean Foster did sentence him to death.” Oliver Piers also stared at the screen and responded ambiguously.
“So, is he faking?” Mason Piers looked suspiciously at the screen. He felt something was off.
Oliver Piers turned his head to Jeffrey Foster, “Dean Foster, what do you think?”
Jeffrey Foster coldly glanced at the Piers’ Vice President in his office, “The second master’s condition isn’t a secret. Since Master Mason doesn’t trust me, there’s no need to ask.”
“Haha, of course, I believe you. But that kid is very cunning. Besides you, is there really no one else who can perform surgery on him?” Oliver Piers crossed his legs, his demeanor elegant. Despite being fifty and slightly plump, it didn’t affect his appearance. Instead, it gave him a kind look, making him more deceptive.
“If there were, Master Mason wouldn’t have come to me in the first place,” Jeffrey Foster asked mockingly, his mind flashing to Abigail’s sudden death, a sharp pain piercing his heart.
“I understand. Thank you, Dean Foster.” Oliver Piers got up but turned around suddenly at the door. “As for the research facility… Dean Foster needn’t worry too much.”