Chapter 7

Brandon was in the middle of a meeting with his phone lying next to him. When he heard the ping of a notification, he glanced over and caught a glimpse of a text from Patricia, pausing for a beat.

Kent, who was presenting at the time, was pretty sharp at reading the room. He paused mid-sentence, his eyes couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Brandon’s phone, only catching the name “Sophia” before Brandon smoothly flipped the phone face down on the table and looked up at him.

Kent got the jitters, thinking Brandon was about to chew him out, but all he got was a cool, detached glance, “Carry on!”

Kent hesitated, then nodded and tried to wrap up the design presentation, but as soon as he finished, Brandon’s face scrunched up in displeasure.

“Who greenlit this trashy proposal?” he asked, his voice was calm but it cranked up the tension in the already tight meeting room to eleven.

Kent was caught like a deer in headlights, glancing at Brandon and biting back his words.

Brandon’s gaze swept over the others in the room.

One by one, they all bowed their heads, feigning deep thought, scared stiff of locking eyes with Brandon and getting called out.

“Nobody has an answer? Brandon probed.

Silence Everyone clammed up.

Help-me looks were sneakily cast towards Kent.

Kent, Brandon’s right-hand man and the company’s VP, was always the one to take the heat, especially lately.

Even the slowest folks had picked up on Brandon’s off vibes. He wasn’t snappy or nitpicky, just inexplicably brought a chill to the room, with a laser focus on work that could freeze them.

And the kicker? He seemed to be on another planet half the time, like he was hit with a bout of amnesia.

With all eyes on him, Kent felt the heat. He could normally handle the blowback, but this time, could he really?

Kent tried to make himself small, hoping to slide under Brandon’s radar, but no dice. Brandon’s gaze followed the crowd’s and landed on him.

“Since everyone’s looking at you, why don’t you speak for the team, Kent? Brandon said, glancing at the Ephemoran architecture design on the big screen behind him, Who greenlit this trash?”

Kent was speechless.

Man, they were all throwing him under the bus

Brandon’s gaze held on Kent. “Kent?”

Kent, taking a deep breath, looked back at Brandon I, I don’t know.”

have the guts to spill

glanced at him, then back

heads down, pretending to be

your thoughts? Brandon called out

of his wits, glanced at Kent and lobbed the question back at him. “Kent’s in charge of this project Brandon’s eyes shifted back to

his colleagues who were all busy pretending to take notes,

it on Brandon

the bullet. “Mr. Crawley, It was you who

night,” he added,

room went dead

a look at Brandon and caught a rare glimpse of

at the

him closely, ventured. “Mr. Crawley, you’ve seemed a bit off

was back to neutral, “Sorry, my oversight. Redo the

grabbed his phone from the

the meeting room door

others gave Kent a

“Warrior.”

toss

only have you who

you’ve worked hard. We’ll

responded, easing back into comfort, but still puzzled “Is something

right, I noticed that too. He’s

feel the same. He’s never been like this. Did

again unanimously shifted to

Crawley? Kent smoothly

have off days and zone out

meeting and bantering with the

Brandon’s, shared with a few other assistants. They were all casually discussing work until Brandon walked by, prompting everyone to straighten up, sit stiffly, and not make a peep,

a few heads with the documents in his

of Brandon, Kent knew, including

offered better compensation than competitors, and never lost it with his staff. He was a top-notch bass, but his presence alone, serious and no-nonsense, meant no one dared to cut

thought, his eyes drifting through the

tossing his phone onto the

had something to do with that “Sophia” he had

was easy on the eyes, with sweet and innocent vibe, all quiet and no-fuss. She talked in this soft, slow voice that was just soothing to the ears no rush, no drama queen antics. She was polite and courteous with everyone, not pulling any of that high and mighty actake Patricia, who strutted

mandori’s divorce was hooked up by him, so yeah, he

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calling it quits, that’s still

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