The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 144

On Friday, the Architects officially opened for business.

Since it was Dempsey Architects’ first venture into the domestic market, they went all out with a big opening ceremony to make some noise.

The ceremony was set up in the Starlight Group’s first-floor reception hall, and the headquarters really put on quite the show.

Don, as the head honcho of the new branch, was hustling from the crack of dawn to get everything ready for the big day.

One moment he was checking the stage lighting, the next he was double-checking the guest list to avoid any unexpected hiccups.

Kent was right there with him, buzzing around like a busy bee.

By the time they wrapped up, there was less than half an hour left before the auspicious moment to kick things off.

Guests were trickling in steadily.

Don and Kent were casually greeting the newcomers while sneaking peeks at their watches and scanning the crowd, with Don asking, “Where’s your boss?”

“Probably holed up in his office.”

Kent responded in a hushed tone while smiling and nodding at guests.

Don frowned, “What’s he doing in there? Isn’t he coming down?”

Kent glanced at him and quipped, “What do you think?”

Don was momentarily thrown off, “Huh?”

Kent nudged him, “Have you picked your design director yet?”

for Don, and with

texted Sophia the other day to see where her head was at, and she had texted back right away.

she hadn’t made up her mind

go ahead with someone else if the

nor had he poked his nose into the backup list for the design director. Deep down, he was still holding out hope for a last-minute

set by Brandon, and Sophia had every right to take her sweet

to see if there was still a chance for a last-minute miracle.

judging by the

and couldn’t resist scanning the room one more time.

buzzing, but Sophia’s familiar face was nowhere to

at his phone – dead

and said, “Hold down

nodded, “Go ahead.”

his desk, propping his chin up with one hand, eyes closed, recharging the batteries, looking both worn out

sunlight was streaming through the window, casting a mix

phone, and to his right, the resumes of the

of Brandon taking

without sleep?” Don queried with a raised eyebrow as he approached.

a look, “Got some work stuff on my

are you just

as he walked up to the desk, his eyes landing on the

glanced at the resumes, then at his silent phone, and looked at Don, “No

nodded dejectedly, “Nope, no sign of her

up, and grabbed the resumes, “Then it’s time to scrap the Zenithan-style

to Don as he said, “Pick him for the design director. He’s got skills,

resumes, “We’re not out of time yet.”

“We’ve still got over ten minutes till the official opening.”