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.

frowned in confusion. He knew Brandon wasn’t one to open up. He’d always the type to

no chance

Chapter 97

venture proposal he’d prepped earlier,

shot back a straightforward reply. [I’m fine.]

phone didn’t sound fine, but with Brandon tight–lipped as ever, he couldn’t dig deeper,

Check it out when you can, and we’ll tweak it if needed] Don messaged.

it over]

[Let’s roll

followed up with a voice message. “The Starlight Group has

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 wrong

Don cleared his throat, trying to salvage some dignity, “Uh, what brings

a resentful glance at the door, cursing whoever left it open

so calm and collected, Don always felt a tad uneasy around her.

proposal. “1 was supposed to run some ideas by you last night, but something came up at home and I couldn’t make it. So, I wanted to discuss

over the

once–over, pleased. “Looks good. Go ahead and design it with this concept and

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

and nodded, “Got

was about to leave with the marked–up

turned around, puzzled.

“So, here’s the thing. Our business in Ephemora is pretty stable now, and I’m thinking about expanding back to Zenitha. We’ve

of “the Starlight Group,” Sophia’s hand paused

debut in Zenitha, a way to make some noise. You’ve just

of regret, “That might be a bit inconvenient

umbrella, The industry gives big props to the Starlight Group’s track record. If you’ve got Starlight Group on your resume, plus the title of Head Designer, whether you wanna keep climbing the ladder. here, transfer to the mothership, or jump ship, It’s gonna be

What with the Starlight Group backing you up, Don added. “If you’re worried about settling

the next morning that Sophia’s number

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.

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

he rang her up again in the afternoon and got the same

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

up, the design drafts on the table nearly all gone, though the books and other stuff

main luggage was obviously packed

at the busy agent. “What happened to the last

agent replied in passing. “The place is up for grabs now. You looking

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

thanks,” replied Brandon, his voice flat, giving the

was left scratching his head at Brandon’s

and chuckled as he stared at the number

Classic Sophia.

leave with the softest touch, yet make the

face turned stone-cold, and he deleted the number, tossed the phone aside, and pulled away, the car

didn’t linger in Wye City, heading

Hearing airport announcements in the background, Don

his coat from the scanner

hoping to chat with you about

Brandon said, still sounding distant, “I’ll have someone

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