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

an update

ended the call, and the peace returned

at Sophia’s tightly shut room door, his thoughts drifted to the surprised look on Sophia’s face that morning when she saw Marian’s bracelet. It was a look of

if she recognized the thing, but when they later talked, she denied it.

idly spinning as his fingers pressed down

Sophia might not be Yolanda Frost, and

between them would send his heart

was so fixated on seeing them as one, even though Sophia had clearly stated she wasn’t Yolanda. But Brandon knew deep down, he couldn’t bear the thought of anyone but

with him through the darkest and loneliest times of his life. Her presence back then was too wonderful, a kind of beautiful solace

could Sophia not be Yolanda?

could she

stood up to call Martin,

realized it was the dead of night back home, and Martin was likely

Martin. But

a long wait, the call was

with sleep, but the

me.” Brandon’s tone matched

he sat up, “What’s up, calling at this

Wye City. Ran into a girl a few days

now fully awake, “Where did

replied, “The Starlight

her contact info?”

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

you, come by tomorrow,” Brandon suggested.

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