Chapter 84

“Mr. Crawley, it’s midnight.” Kent couldn’t help but remind him..

“Hmm”

Kent didn’t say anything.

He couldn’t resist sneaking a peek at Brandon. Brandon’s handsome face was turned towards the window, his expression as calm as ever. Kent always felt that, calm as he was, something seemed missing compared to before he went abroad.

Before, Brandon’s calm was like the sea that welcomed a thousand rivers–serene and composed after weathering the years. Although he seemed a bit distant from the average Joe, he had the air of a detached. sage, high above the mundane world, merely lacking the common emotions and desires of ordinary people. Now, his calm seemed lifeless, like the stillness of death.

Kent had no clue what had happened to Brandon in Wye City and didn’t dare to pry. He only subtly advised. “Mr. Crawley, there’s no rush with work. The company’s running smoothly, and there’s no need to hurry. You’ve been on a plane for so long. Why not get over the jet lag first and give your body some rest?”

But his earnest advice was met with a calm response from Brandon. “No need.”

Kent didn’t dare to say anything more, driving smoothly, occasionally glancing at Brandon in the rearview mirror with concern.

Brandon sat in the backseat, arms crossed, his head slightly tilted towards the window.

The rear window was wide open, the cool night air rushing in with the speed of the car, messing up his hair. Brandon remained motionless throughout, calmly watching the passing traffic outside.

At this hour, the roads were mostly empty. Billboards and skyscrapers slowly turned off their lights. It was very quiet–not exactly the time to keep working.

Kent knew he shouldn’t ask, but he couldn’t help himself. “Mr. Crawley, did you run into Sophia during your time in Ephemora?”

as he spoke,

broke into a sweat. Just when he thought Brandon wouldn’t

into someone you know” Brandon gave him

“I’m so busy every day. When do I have time to

boss might seem like whining. He quickly added “Mainly because I haven’t met the right

slightly curl his lip as if in self–mockery, and then

just with him; in all the years he had known Brandon, he rarely talked about anything other than work with anyone. From a normal person’s perspective, Kent actually

a friend, he couldn’t resist giving Brandon a heads–up. “Mr. Crawley, life isn’t just about work. Sometimes chatting with people about everyday life, like sports, games, celebrity gossip,

at him and

a wall and didn’t

at the company building, Kent got out to help with

at Kent. “Sell the

stunned.

and

“You mean s

uncertainly. Sophia had dealt with her house, and now Brandon wanted to

misunderstanding, but

hesitated, wanting to urge Brandon to reconsider, but when his gaze met Brandon’s cold, almost indifferent profile, the words died on his lips.

his

“No, I’ll take

commodity among the rich and powerful, but unfortunately, those who could afford

with the sale but didn’t give him the keys or the code. Agents kept messaging Kent on WhatsApp,

“Mr. Crawley, the house is listed now, and there’s a lot of interest. Could you give me the code so the agents

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