"Just afraid we won't be able to sell it!" Abigail joked about herself.
Recently, her weight dropped to 143 pounds, but she hit a new plateau. Although she was 1.67 meters tall, 1.7 meters with shoes on, this weight was no longer too exaggeratedly fat. However, compared to slender, pretty girls, she was still a big chunk.
Thinking of this, Abigail felt a bit depressed.
Brandon let out a slight laugh. "Hmm, lately pork isn't selling well."
Abigail widened her eyes at him, slightly more awake. "You... are too much!"
"Hehehe." Brandon looked at Abigail's reaction, shaking with laughter causing his bathrobe to loosen considerably.
Kelvin saw this and quickly stepped forward to retrieve the signed document. "Second Young Master, I'll go to the notarization office early tomorrow."
