The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 97

Chapter 97

Brandon didn’t

Chapter 97

Brandon didn’t realize until the next morning that Sophia’s number was a dead end.

With a flight home scheduled for the afternoon, he wanted to grab a bite with Sophia before taking off, but when he dialed her up, he was greeted with the “the number you have dialed is switched off” message.

At first, Brandon held onto a sliver of hope, guessing she might be tied up in a meeting.

But when he rang her up again in the afternoon and got the same disconnected tune, he got the picture–Sophia had probably changed her digits.

He even made a detour to that cozy little pad Sophia had taken him to the night before, only to find the real estate agent busy snapping pics and showing the place around.

The place was clearly tidied up, the design drafts on the table nearly all gone, though the books and other stuff were still kicking around.

The master bedroom’s main luggage was obviously packed up and out the door.

Brandon shot a glance at the busy agent. “What happened to the last tenant?”

“She checked out this morning,” the agent replied in passing. “The place is up for grabs now. You looking to rent?”

Then, worried that Brandon might snub the not–so–spick–and–span state of the digs, the agent quickly added, “Don’t sweat it, we’ll have the place spick and span before you move in. The previous tenant paid us to get it all shipshape. If you’re in a rush, we can have it ready today.”

“No thanks,” replied Brandon, his voice flat, giving the room a final once–over before heading out.

The agent was left scratching his head at Brandon’s cold exit.

Back in his car, Brandon fished out his cell and chuckled as he stared at the number Sophia had just added the night before.

Classic Sophia.

She always knew how to leave with the softest touch, yet make the cleanest break.

As the smile faded, Brandon’s face turned stone-cold, and he deleted the number, tossed the phone aside, and pulled away, the car quickly rolling out.

He didn’t linger in Wye City, heading straight for the airport.

While going through security, Don buzzed him up. Hearing airport announcements in the background, Don blurted out in surprise, “You’re at the airport?”

Yep, Brandon replied, short and sweet, grabbing his coat from the scanner and walking towards the exit.

“Why the sudden takeoff?” Don asked, puzzled, “I was hoping to chat with you about setting up a joint venture today

Just email me the proposal,” Brandon said, still sounding distant, “I’ll have someone look into it.”

“Sure thing. I’ll send it your way,” Don agreed, wrapping up the business talk before slipping back into personal territory, “Why the rush to leave?”

Busy with company stuff, Brandon wasn’t in the mood to chat, “Gotta go.

He hung up before Don could respond.

something was off, frowned in confusion. He knew Brandon wasn’t one to open up. He’d always the type to deal with things on his own, keeping

had no chance of prying.

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sent over the joint venture proposal he’d prepped earlier, along with a message

back a straightforward

frown deepened. The voice over the phone didn’t sound fine, but with

it out when you can, and

it over] Brandon

later, Brandon replied, [Let’s roll with this.]

Group has office space ready to go, no need

up on his feet, arms flailing in excitement, throwing up a “ye” sign. Just then, Sophia walked in with the proposal, and catching sight of Don’s uncharacteristic jubilation, she froze, wondering if she’d walked into the

salvage some dignity, “Uh, what brings

help but shoot a resentful glance at the door, cursing whoever

because Sophia always seemed so calm and collected, Don always felt a

some ideas by you last night, but something came up at home and

handed over the new creative concept.

once–over, pleased. “Looks good. Go ahead

here.” Don circled a section on the draft with a pen, “I suggest we try a new color scheme here, with

and

she was about to leave with the marked–up proposal, Don

around,

Our business in Ephemora is pretty stable now, and I’m thinking about expanding back to Zenitha. We’ve got a preliminary partnership

mention of “the Starlight Group,”

Starlight Group, and this project will be the new company’s debut in Zenitha, a way to make some noise. You’ve just graduated and you’re mobile, so how about

hint of regret, “That might be

Starlight Group’s track record. If you’ve got Starlight Group on your resume, plus

the Starlight Group backing you up, Don added. “If you’re worried about settling in, don’t sweat it. The company’s got your back

next morning that Sophia’s number was a dead

flight home scheduled for the afternoon, he wanted to grab a bite with Sophia before taking off, but when he dialed her

onto a sliver of hope, guessing she might be tied up in a

when he rang her up again in the afternoon and got the same disconnected tune, he got the picture–Sophia

detour to that cozy little pad Sophia had taken him to the night before, only to find the real estate agent busy snapping pics

drafts on the table nearly all

was obviously packed

agent. “What happened to the

in passing. “The place is up

place spick and span before you move in. The previous tenant paid us to get

giving the room a final once–over before heading out.

scratching his head at Brandon’s cold exit.

his cell and chuckled as he stared at the number Sophia had just added

Classic Sophia.

with the softest touch, yet make the

turned stone-cold, and he deleted the number, tossed the phone aside,

City, heading straight for the airport.

in

replied, short and sweet, grabbing his coat from the

takeoff?” Don asked, puzzled, “I was hoping to chat with you about setting up

the proposal,” Brandon said, still sounding distant,

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