Chapter 109

Brandon shot him a glance. “Spit it out.”

Kent cautiously eyed his expression. “Should I really spill the beans? If I step out of line, please go easy on me.”

“I won’t.”

Kent was speechless

Don elbowed Kent. “Just come out with it, man. Why you beating around the bush?”

Kent cleared his throat, looked over at Brandon who had turned his attention back to work, and felt it was time to bite the bullet

while Don was there to back him up. So he addressed Brandon. “Mr. Crawley.”

Brandon was flipping through reports and didn’t look up, simply responded with one word. “Speak.”

“Did you run into Ms. Yearwood at the hospital?”

Brandon’s hand paused on the report, he tilted his head slightly and gave Kent a look. “You knew she’s back in town?”

“Did she contact you?” he asked.

The light questions and the chilly gaze made Kent instantly recall the incident two years ago when Sophia asked him to convey a message to Brandon about returning money. At that time, he carelessly called her “Sophia” and said, “Mr. Crawley, Sophia’s on the line.” What he got in return was the same kind of icy stare and a bone-chillingly calm remark, “Since when are you and Ms. Yearwood on a first-name basis?” That look, paired with his slowly measured tone, made Kent’s spine tingle.

This time, to avoid any suspicion, he had carefully referred to Sophia as “Ms. Yearwood,” but it seemed he still couldn’t dodge the scrutiny in that gaze and tone.

Feeling the weight of Brandon’s stare, Kent quickly waved his hands to show his innocence.

“Why would she contact me for no reason?” Kent chuckled nervously, carefully choosing his words, “Aren’t you off your game today?”

Don, intrigued, raised an eyebrow, looked at Brandon, then back at Kent. “What’s the deal here?”

Kent didn’t dare cater to Don’s gossip, his eyes still nervously fixed on Brandon.

that calm, side-glancing look.

on,” he said.

these past two years, it’s been

her there.”

got under your skin

dare to voice

catch on. “Who’s Ms. Yearwood?”

at

just couldn’t bring himself to say “ex-wife.”

blurted out. “Didn’t you

might be betraying Kent’s confidence, he regretted it instantly and smacked his own

pretended not to hear, maintaining a humble posture as if waiting for Brandon’s orders,

his humility was in vain.

saying a word, his look made Kent’s legs

speak; just looked at

great at handling that kind of gaze

he suddenly found the courage to break and speak his

when I went to pick up Mr.

he spoke, he looked at Brandon. He had been holding back for two years and decided

all off his chest. “Mr. Crawley, I’ve always been someone

don’t know what went down between you and Ms. Yearwood, but it’s clear, you’re not over her. If you can’t let go, why not just win her back? It’s no big deal, girls need a bit of

at him. “What’s it to

his audacity fading, and his voice

earnestly, “To be honest, I

paused on the documents, seemingly

far and was pondering how to make amends when

a tough couple of years because of me,” he said, his voice very

turn of events Kent had expected,

the report gently, tapping it against his hand, his

feeling that the Brandon of

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