The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 83

Daniel had already gotten used to Patricia’s thoughtful companionship, and even relied on her to the point where his initial intentions of a mutually beneficial relationship had evolved into genuine care. So, when he saw Brandon snub Patricia, his face turned stormy in an instant. “What’s with that attitude? Is that any way to treat your mom?”

Brandon spun around, glaring at him. “My mom’s been dead for ages.”

Patricia’s face stiffened.

Then Brandon turned to Patricia and Daniel. “Did you guys hit up Sophia the other day?”

Patricia’s spirit deflated. She had been warned by Brandon not to contact Sophia.

“Just ran into her at school and chit–chatted a bit, Patricia’s voice faded, even sounding a bit shaky.

“Just a chat?” Brandon’s lips curled up slightly, but he quickly composed himself and looked at her calmly, “Mrs. Crawley, I used to call you ‘mom‘ out of respect for your situation, but let’s get one thing straight. Just because you are my stepmother doesn’t mean you get to badmouth or meddle with my people. If there’s a next time, don’t expect me to hold back.”

Patricia’s face turned sour.

Daniel was also furning. “Brandon, what the hell are you blabbering about? Apologize to your mom, now”

“You too, Dad,” Brandon continued, “I hope I don’t have to stop calling you ‘dad after today!

Daniel was livid.

forced a smile. “Let’s all chill, no hard feelings. It’s my bad, just happened to bump into her that day. I

shot her a

and Daniel

self–disciplined and calm individual, always polite and composed. They were taken aback by his blunt and harsh choice of

with their door ajar, had

quickly surmised there was a family spat and tried to play peacemaker with a chuckle. “What’s going on here? Why’s everyone looking so sour?”

little Crawley, come on over tonight. Martin has invited Yolanda over for dinner. You should join. It’s been

his gaze passing over Louis’s shoulder

eyes

Louis’s offer.

expression shifted at that.

cursing. “What kind of crap are you talking? Who speaks

walked straight to the elevator, and with an impassive face, watched the

elevator descended to the underground parking lot.

loaded his suitcase into the car, slammed the trunk shut, got in, buckled up, and amoothly shifted gears. As the car passed

he had used Sophia as a cover. Though she was puzzled at the time, she had still tiptoed up and wrapped her arms around

Sophia’s eyes were filled with him, and they were considering whether to keep the

the past was the past, and nothing was the