A luxury mansion somewhere in Gills City.
Mason Piers looked at the information in his hand. "So he's really marrying her because the child is that fat man's?"
"Yes," the subordinate replied respectfully.
Adam Piers, sitting there with his legs crossed, said, "Dad, I told you he has a heavy taste. Didn't you believe it? I heard that some people, after being sick for a long time, like to find something complementary. That fat man perfectly complements the sick one."
"Impossible. What kind of person is Brandon Piers? He's known for being cunning. How could he marry a fat woman without a purpose? Investigate further." Mason Piers, having suffered losses at Brandon's hands, didn't believe it at all.
Adam shrugged like a rogue. "You're just scared of him. A sick man, what's there for you and Uncle to worry about? I could outlast him to death."
