Chapter 92

Outside was a bustling neighborhood, still caught in the thick of rush hour, with people hustling and bustling

about.

Yet among the sea of faces on the street, Brandon didn’t catch a glimpse of anyone familiar.

With a puzzled furrow between his brows, Brandon walked on, letting his gaze roam through the crowd, but came up with zilch.

His search slowed to a halt, and Brandon stood still, silently watching the throng, his handsome face still shrouded with confusion over the fleeting sight he’d just caught.

Brandon wasn’t sure if he’d seen it wrong, that silhouette.

He shifted slightly, scanning the other side of the pedestrian flow, but still found nothing.

In the tranquil alley, Sophia meandered alone, her hand subconsciously gripping her phone, palms slightly sweaty, heart rate ticking up a notch, filled with an inexplicable sense of being lost and clueless.

She hadn’t expected to bump into Brandon again, just like that, without any warning.

She’d never thought she’d see him again, and even if she did stumble upon him like she just had, she should’ve been straightforward and greeted him, not chosen to bolt like she did now

Sophia didn’t know why she was dodging him.

It seemed her body made a choice before her mind could weigh in.

building now, still not quite mentally adjusted, so when Sylvia called again asking how much longer she’d be, she felt guilty and apologized to Sylvia

attentive boss he was, made sure she was just dealing with a minor issue and not in any

outside and saw Brandon standing by the road, his gaze unintentionally sweeping over the passersby, his usually calm and

someone.

approached Brandon, puzzled, and clapped him on the shoulder, “What’s up?

the cool aloofness

glanced behind him and then at him, “All

head, “Had

on the shoulder, “You came all this way to see me,

flatter yourself. It was just on the way.”

out his car keys, he headed towards the nearby parking

time to time, it won’t kill anyone,

restaurant that Don claimed had a real

far from the office, just a quick drive around the

Zenitha retro style, even the waitstaff

that classic culture vibe, they even rent out traditional clothes and hairpieces, and offer

for those looking to check in on social,

Chapter 92

they really put their heart into the food. This is some of the most authentic West district cuisine

hall; business was indeed

lacked the noisy feel of other eateries, instead exuding a

bartender and then led Brandon to a spot near the entrance, passing him the menu, “Take a look, see what

menu back, “You order, I’m good.”

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