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Theresa's mind was off wandering somewhere, and with a bit of uncertainty, she lifted her hand and pointed out the window, "Over
there."
After pointing, she second-guessed herself and hesitated before pointing in another direction.
Grace couldn't help but chuckle as she stepped in to set her straight, "It's that way."
Theresa nodded, a bit puzzled, "Oh."
Kent was amused by her clueless cute act and couldn't resist turning to Brandon, "Mr. Crawley, where'd you pick up this cutie pie?
She's just too adorable."
He couldn't help himself and reached out, itching to pinch her chubby little cheeks.
Brandon subtly stepped aside to dodge his pawing hand, "Don't you have work to do?"
His protective stance over the little lady made Kent shoot a glance at him and then back at the girl.
She was staring back with her big, round eyes, full of curiosity.
Kent couldn't shake off a sense of deja vu, though he couldn't quite put his finger on it, and he glanced back at Brandon.
Brandon was also just standing there, watching him.
The two of them, one big, one small, had a mysteriously similar tilt to their heads.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKent felt an impossible guess bubble up inside him, only to quickly dismiss it.
No way Brandon, Mr. Clean-living, could have a love child.
But then the memory of Brandon's flash divorce from Sophia, which she has been refusing to revisit, popped into his head.
Kent couldn't help but speculate that Brandon might have done something to wrong Sophia.
He had a front-row seat to their two-year marriage, and though they weren't clingy, they seemed to have a good relationship.
Moreover, the day before their divorce, Kent remembered that Sophia had cto the company to see Brandon, and they seemed
harmonious over lunch with no arguments. Later, it was Brandon who asked him to escort Sophia home.
Everything seemed normal between them.
Then the next day, Brandon had him handle the divorce proceedings.
As Brandon saw Kent's face sink into deep thought, he gave him a nudge, "Kent?"
Kent snapped back to reality and chuckled awkwardly, "Right, I'll get back to work."
Before leaving, he didn't forget to scoop up Sophia's share of the Zenithan-style resort proposal.
Theresa, seeing him reach for it, suddenly panicked and struggled to get down from Brandon's arms, "That's my...my."
She was so flustered, she couldn't get her words out smoothly.
Grace quickly cover to calm her down, "That's an adult's work document, sweetie. You can't play with that."
Theresa gave her a bewildered look but obediently nodded, "Mhm."
Brandon's brow furrowed slightly, pondering as he watched Theresa, his gaze slowly shifting to the Zenithan-style resort proposal
Kent had taken, and then back to Theresa.
Theresa had quieted down, her little face calm and obedient, her big eyes looking innocent and well-behaved.
The image of Sophia on her seventeenth birthday, looking up at him just like that, flashed through his mind.
Brandon's arms tightened around Theresa, his heart pounding in his chest.
Theresa noticed Brandon's change and tentatively called out, "Unkie?"
Brandon didn't react, just kept staring at her.
Grace looked at him with concern, "Mr. Crawley."
Brandon didn't look at her; his eyes remained fixed on Theresa. He finally spoke calmly, "Grace, when was Theresa born?"
Grace was caught off guard by the question, but then she answered, "November the year before last."
Brandon frowned. Even if she was premature, the timing didn't add up.
"What's her mother's name?" he asked.
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