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?”

it clicked for Don, and with the realization came a

texted Sophia the other day to see where her head was at, and

as he suspected, she hadn’t made up her mind yet.

him to go ahead with someone else if the

pressed the issue since then, nor had he poked his nose into the backup list for the design director. Deep down, he

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

was still a chance for a

judging by the current situation..

resist scanning

was buzzing, but Sophia’s familiar face was nowhere to be seen.

phone – dead silent, not

let out a sigh, turned to Kent, and said, “Hold down the fort.

nodded, “Go ahead.”

floor, Brandon was sitting at his desk, propping his chin up with one hand, eyes closed, recharging the batteries, looking both worn out and

the window, casting a mix of shadows and light upon him.

his phone, and to his right, the resumes of the candidates for

pushed the door open, he was met with the sight of Brandon taking a breather, a rare hint of

night without sleep?” Don queried with a raised

eyes and gave him a look, “Got some

really work or are you just

asked as he walked up to the desk, his eyes landing on the resumes, then shifting to

silent phone, and

nodded dejectedly, “Nope, no sign of her coming,

stood up, and grabbed the resumes, “Then it’s time

new.” He tossed the resumes to Don as he said, “Pick him for the design director. He’s got skills, a couple of

resumes, “We’re not

his watch, “We’ve still got over ten minutes