The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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Nobody paid him any mind.

Brandon had breezed past him into the office.

Kent didn't dare to pry further. He hit up the real estate agent online, handed off his requirements, and dove into his hectic

workload.

As noon approached, the agent had already matched sproperty options for him and scheduled a property viewing.

Kent wasn't sure if Brandon would check it out himself or delegate it, so he didn't dare to make the call for him.

He glanced over at Brandon's office, noticing he was swamped.

Kent stepped up and knocked on the door. After a "cin," he entered and flipped his phone screen towards Brandon.

"Mr. Crawley, the agent's pitched a couple of places. Take a gander, see if any tickle your fancy."

Kent said, rotating the phone screen towards him.

Brandon took a peek - the phone displayed photos of two properties, both with a minimalist and classy simple-style decor.

"Which buildings are they?"

He asked.

Kent replied, "One's in building 11, the other in building 3."

When he mentioned "building 3," Kent caught a slight flicker in Brandon's eyes.

"The agent's asking if you're free to view them tonight. After work's a possibility."

Brandon nodded, "Let's lock it in for tonight."

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He then handed back the phone to Kent, his gaze inadvertently catching the ton the computer - nearly twelve.

He was silent for a moment before picking up his phone and calling Sophia.

The call connected after a brief ring.

"Still busy?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically gentle, which made Kent take a second look.

Brandon, holding the phone with one hand, had a serene face.

Catching Kent's glance, he gave him a faint look.

Kent got the hint, quickly packed up to leave, but not before reminding him, "Mr. Crawley, tfor lunch."

"Go ahead."

Brandon responded, his attention already back on the call.

On the other end, Sophia's voice was as polite and distant as ever. "Not really."

Brandon asked, "Going for lunch?"

There was a pause before she replied, "I've already gone down with scolleagues."

Brandon was silent for a beat, then simply acknowledged, "Alright."

Kent, about to exit, couldn't help but look back at Brandon.

He had hung up, the phone casually resting in his hand, his eyes half-lidded, his expression deliberately subdued.

Kent called out to him, "Mr. Crawley?"

Brandon glanced at him, then stood up and headed to the elevator.

Throughout the walk, Brandon's handsface was calm, a distant kind of calm, not the serene kind. Even Kent, who had been at

his side for years, instinctively chose silence, careful not to chatter too much.

When they got to the cafeteria, Brandon's eyes casually swept over the queue, pausing briefly when he spotted Sophia among the

crowd.

She was with Cindy, Ivan, Augus, Don, Marian, and a bunch of other colleagues.

Sophia also caught sight of Brandon.

Maybe it was because he had mentioned having lunch together earlier, and she hadn't waited for him, that she felt a twinge of

guilt when their eyes met, and she quickly looked away.

Brandon didn't approach, instead, he queued up at the back of the line, in a very down-to-earth manner.

Despite being the company's president, he rarely pulled rank in such situations and didn't have a private dining room for the

leadership.

Everyone from the top brass to the rank-and-file queued and dined in the cafeteria, where meals were prepared by three-star chefs

with fresh and diverse ingredients. There was no need for a separate dining area for management and staff.

When it was tto eat, Sophia, as usual, settled down at a corner table with the others.

But unlike last time, Brandon didn't find a separate table. Instead, he walked over to them.

The group, who had been chatting and laughing while eating, instantly becbusy adjusting their seats and went silent under

the pressure of Brandon's commanding presence.

Cindy, well-aware of the intimidating vibe Brandon brought, instinctively clammed up as he approached. She scooted her chair

closer to Sophia to make room for Brandon, but just as she had barely settled down, Brandon placed his tray in the space between

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her and Sophia.

Cindy was speechless.

Everyone else was just as taken aback.

Brandon, unfazed, pulled up a chair and sat down next to Sophia.

Cindy snapped out of it, scooted her chair back to its original spot, and deliberately widened the gap between her and Brandon.

Brandon ignored her and calmly turned to Sophia, "Didn't we agree to have lunch together?"

The smile on Sophia's face stiffened. "Everyone decided to cdown together, so we just joined in."

“Mm.

Brandon simply responded, without getting upset. He picked up his utensils and, noticing the plain fare in her bowl, transferred the

untouched fish from his plate to hers.

"You haven't been in the best health lately. Eat more protein to boost your immune system," he said.

Hearing this, Sophia and everyone else fell silent.

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