The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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.

retrieved the surveillance footage and sent

Brandon’s eyes

“SY etched on it flickering in and out of view

furrowed his brow slightly and tapped his long fingers idly on the back of

that moment, the

and got

face with a big smile appeared, clearly in high

to his excitement, Brandon was much more

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

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

the doorway with his

you were on the plane, but couldn’t get through, so I called Kent instead. He said you were on a business trip, so i pried a little

Chapter 27

coincidence, since I’m also in Wye City. Of course, I had to take the chance

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

Don when it came to friends, but he was sincere and righteous. Over the years, their friendship deepened in a subtle and profound way After the test, when Don chose to study abroad due to not getting into a good university and spent most of his time abroad, they rarely

City, Don had hurried over after wrapping

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

watched Don enter and casually shut the door. He walked to the fridge, grabbed two cans of cold beer, and tossed

room and excellent view, where one

and school from afar

her standing by Ivan’s side giving him the cold shoulder flashed through hist

expression, lifted his left arm and neatly caught the cold beer thrown his way. As he popped the tab, he said, “The firm’s been swamped lately, so

paused mid-motion with his beer. Don raised an

biggie.” Brandon popped open a cold beer with a poker face, took a hefty swig, and

college Back in the day, he didn’t make the cut at home, so he applied to universities abroad. He originally planned to go for an easy out finance major, but due to a twist of fate ended up in architecture He 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 and weaknesses of his firm

up with a hint of

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

beer for

he downed the rest of his beer in

raised an eyebrow at him, “Got the

“Nope.”

eyes” Don said as he walked over and sat down next to him, tipping his head to look at him,