Chapter 51

Kent just didn’t get it. Why the heck did they need to dig into Sophia’s childhood past? Couldn’t they just straight-up ask her if something was up?

He recalled that although Brandon and Sophia had split, they weren’t exactly at each other’s throats.

Brandon wasn’t in the mood to spill the beans. “Just do it,” was all he said.

Kent asked, “Can I just hit up Ms. Yearwood directly?”

To him, it seemed like the no-brainer way to go. But Brandon gave him a glance that said, “Do I look like I’m all mouth and no trousers?”

Kent clammed up. Brandon sure had that ‘button your lip’ vibe going on.

Brandon could see right through him. “What’s with the face?”

Kent straightened up, “Nothing.”

Then, pounding his chest for emphasis, he promised, “I’ll get to the bottom of it, for sure.”

But his curiosity got the better of him again, “Mr. Crawley, can I ask why we’re digging into this?”

He blurted it out but worried about setting Brandon off, quickly adding. “It’ll help me zero in on what I need to find out.”

“You don’t need to zero in on anything,” Brandon shot him down. “Just suss out her relationship with her family, check if she’s the real deal Yearwood kid, any special stuff from when she was a nipper.”

“Huh?” Kent was baffled again, his curiosity rearing its head, “But why?”

As soon as he looked up, he was met with Brandon’s icy stare and promptly zipped his lips.

right away,” he managed

want an update

dropping that, Brandon ended the call, and the

at Sophia’s tightly shut room door, his thoughts drifted to the surprised look on Sophia’s face that morning when

the thing, but when they later talked, she denied it. Yet, her denial was tinged with an

was idly spinning as his fingers pressed down rhythmically.

and

a detail, any slight resemblance between them would send his

so fixated on seeing them as one, even though Sophia had clearly stated she wasn’t Yolanda. But Brandon knew deep down,

presence back then was too wonderful, a kind of beautiful solace he had only felt with Sophia.

not be

she

stilled, and Brandon abruptly stood up to call Martin, Yolanda’s

realized it was the dead of

to disturb him further; it wasn’t urgent enough to wake Martin. But while reason was one thing, the clamor in

wait, the call was

this?” The voice was terse and groggy with sleep, but the underlying manners

tone matched the

receded as he sat up, “What’s

into a girl a few

Martin was now fully awake, “Where did you

replied, “The

contact

stumbled upon her work badge. She seems to be a student at the School of Architecture of

you, come by tomorrow,” Brandon

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