The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 65

Marian looked at Martin with a totally puzzled expression, “Where from? Of course, it’s mine! You guys are acting so weird, everyone who sees my bracelet asks where I got it. If it’s on my wrist, it’s obviously mine. What, you think I stole it or something?”

As she spoke, Marian shot a glance at Brandon, her eyes clearly accusing.

Martin’s gaze followed to Brandon, “Is she the Yolanda you were talking about?”

“No.”

Brandon instinctively denied the possibility, his eyes anxiously darting toward Sophia.

Sophia was looking up at him, her calm eyes showing a faint trace of surprise, well-hidden, but Brandon could still make it out. He subconsciously held her hand tighter, signaling her not to jump to conclusions.

Sophia turned to give him a look, not saying a word.

She was a bit surprised, figuring Brandon must have somewhat confirmed Marian’s identity, which was why he had alerted Yolanda’s family to come for a further identification.

It was Yolanda’s family, right?

Sophia couldn’t help but glance at Martin.

Martin’s attention was now fully on Marian’s face. Although he was trying his best to control his emotions, Sophia could clearly see the immense excitement and joy hidden in his eyes, his hand holding Marian’s trembling slightly with emotion.

Sophia wondered if her own experiences of being separated from family and her deep longing for them made her feel a touch of envy and sadness at such a reunion. Not daring to stay too long in that atmosphere, fearing she might drown in those feelings, she quietly stepped aside to the elevator when Marian turned her attention to Martin, and pressed the button.

glanced at her.

smile, her eyes telling him she

tightened

walk you there,” he murmured, watching the elevator doors open, pressing the button to keep them open

and Marian still full of discontent and confusion, asking, “Who

and quickly said, “Hey Sophia, wait for me, I’ll go with you, I

got some things to do at school, need to head out

your stuff, don’t worry about me, I

Brandon responded coolly, following her into

spared a glance toward the elevator, his eyes meeting Sophia’s just as the

looked up at him briefly, letting the elevator doors

stop the

it was too late, the doors had closed, and the numbers on the display began

is all your fault, I’m going to be late for class

glancing at the bracelet on her hand, “When she went missing, she was wearing the bracelet that’s on

let go of her, but his gaze still lingered on the bracelet, “The third bead is engraved with Yolanda’s initials, y’, you can

covered the bracelet, hesitating, “So ‘y’ stands for Yolanda.”

knew there was an inscription

I take a look at, the

the bracelet a

I just want to see it. I won’t take your stuff, Martin said soothingly, sensing her wariness, and introduced himself, “I’m Yolanda’s biological brother, Martin, currently the head honcho at the Frost Group, so you don’t have to be afraid of what I