Chapter 27

The girl looked up at him, puzzled. “Where did this bracelet come from? Of course, it’s mine.”

As she spoke, she twisted her wrist, trying to pull it back.

Brandon looked at her face “What’s your name?”

“Are you sick or something?” The girl was even more baffled. “Who asks for names the first time they meet? I don’t even know you.”

Brandon frowned slightly, sizing her up with his gaze.

The girl was young around twenty-three or twenty-four, with delicate and pretty features. She had a slim and well-proportioned figure, wavy light brown hair, and was dressed in a simple yet chic outfit that screamed youthful fashion Her demeanor was calm with a hint of playful boldness, but her face was completely unfamiliar to him.

Feeling Brandon’s stare, she grew anxious. “Let go of me or I’m calling the cops.”

Then she started shouting. “Help! There’s a creep here!”

Only then did Brandon realize he was still holding her wrist through her sleeve, a reflex from his wandering thoughts

“Sorry,” he let go of her hand, glanced at the bracelet in her hand, then back at her face with a look of confusion and contemplation.

The girl eyed him warily and quickly withdrew her hand the moment she was free. She gave Brandon a look as if he was a nutcase, backing away towards the door and occasionally turning back to look at him in wonder.

Brandon didn’t pursue her again and headed upstairs to his room. Once there, he called Kent to ask him to pull the hotel’s lobby surveillance footage.

‘Mr. Crawley, what do you need that for?” Kent asked, puzzled.

“Just send it over, Brandon didn’t elaborate, “I need it in five minutes.”

“Alright, I’m on it, Kent promised right away.

“And another thing, Brandon settled on the sofa, check who Ivan Evert is.”

“Huh?” Kent was completely bewildered. “Who’s that now?”

“Just do it. I’ll send over the basic info, Brandon instructed

“Got it, Kent nodded.

the surveillance footage and

Brandon’s eyes

bracelet in her hand, the initials “SY etched on it flickering in and out of view

his long fingers idly

that moment, the

door and got up to answer

soon as the door opened, a handsome face with a big smile appeared, clearly

Brandon was

go of the doorknob, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed, and glanced at the newcomer. “Who

Dempsey’s smile didn’t fade. “Who else but your

into the roorn, but Brandon blocked the doorway

grinning from ear to ear, “I tried calling you when you were on the plane, but couldn’t get through, so

Chapter 27

City. Of course, I had to take the chance to

Brandon had grown up together, from the same neighborhood, attending the same kindergarten, elementary, and middle school. It was only in high school that Don, the slacker, didn’t reach the scholarly heights of Brandon, the brainiac, and they ended up at different schools. But that didn’t affect their friendship Brandon had always been a bit aloof, while Don was more outgoing Don had initially been somewhat dismissive of Brandon, finding him too stiff and no fun, but his admiration for strength gradually drew him to Brandon, and he got used to Brandon’s cool responses. Most importantly Brandon was meticulous and considerate, with a keen and unique perspective. While others were still looking short-term, Brandon could think three steps ahead Hanging with Brandon

was sincere and righteous. Over the years, their friendship deepened in a subtle and profound way After the test, when Don chose

that Brandon was in Wye City, Don had hurried over after wrapping up his

be lying. Brandon finally moved away from the door, letting him

what brings you to Wye City? Brandon asked as he watched Don enter and casually shut the door. He walked to the fridge, grabbed two cans of cold

with its spacious room and excellent view, where one could even see Sophia’s

and school from afar

by Ivan’s side giving him the cold shoulder flashed through hist mind, and his eyes

said,

Architecture, Brandon’s hand paused mid-motion with his beer.

swig, and plopped down on the

stuck with it, and after graduating, spent a couple of years at an architectural firm to get some experience and network. Then he teamed up with a classmate to start their own firm. The first couple of years were rough, all about the red ink. When Don couldn’t take it anymore, he made a special trip to chat with Brandon. Brandon laid out the strengths

eyes lit up with a hint of

cold beer and toasted Brandon from across the room, “Gotta thank you

his beer for a remote

downed the rest of his beer in one

an eyebrow at him, “Got

“Nope.”

known you long enough to spot your shady schemes just from the way you roll your eyes” Don said as he walked over and sat

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