The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 145

At the airport.

Sophia was hustling out of the jet bridge while whipping out her phone to power it up, striding towards baggage claim. Before she even reached the carousel, her phone, now booted up, was flooding with notifications one after another.

Glancing at her screen, she saw that it was mostly Susan, peppered with a barrage of missed call alerts.

Texts morphed from [Have you reached West district yet?] to the more urgent [Why’s your phone still off? Sophia, call me back ASAP when you see this.]

Sophia skimmed the messages and quickly video-called Susan back.

The moment the call connected, Susan looked like she was about to burst into tears. “Finally, you call back. What took you so long? Did something happen to the flight? You had me scared to death.”

“It’s all good, just some weather delays,” Sophia reassured softly, “We got held up due to a local thunderstorm at the layover, and the plane kept circling without clearance to land. It’s caused a bit of a delay. I’m at West district now, so don’t fret.”

Susan sighed in relief, “As long as you’re safe. Remember to call me once you’re settled in, and watch out for yourself.”

“Will do,” Sophia nodded, inquired about the kid for a bit, and then hung up.

After the call, Sophia checked the time on her phone – past ten in the morning. She paused for a second.

The flight was hours behind schedule, and it was already past the nine o’clock work rush.

Sophia had no clue whether Brandon’s “by Friday” meant business hours or the opening ceremony.

If it was the former, she had essentially given up by now.

If it was the latter, making it on time was still touch and go.

Brandon was always a man of his word.

Letting go of the Zenithan-style project was something Sophia knew he would follow through on.

Suddenly, she wasn’t sure if there was any point in rushing over.

Her decision to return wasn’t solid to begin with. It was more Zachary’s plea, the suspicions from overhearing Darcy and others’ conversation, and several other factors that had rushed her.

The conveyor belt started moving, and luggage began to appear one by one.

among the sea of

lift her luggage as it

out, she glanced at the clock again – thirty minutes to spare. If she caught a cab now, it would be a race against the clock to

buffer to get to the Starlight Group in time, but this flight

if this was some cosmic sign holding her

to leave it up to fate.

made it, it meant she was destined to be part

of telling her it was time to cut her losses.

cab, Sophia was surprisingly

Starlight

speech for the grand opening, and the celebratory mood

honor seat with an expressionless face, sneak-peeks

smile, though his eyes

Brandon’s turn to speak, introducing the new company’s

was no rule saying the head designer couldn’t be replaced, once

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of Sophia’s Zenithan-style resort design, leaving no room for negotiation.

Brandon well.

to call Sophia directly when there were no updates. But as his fingertip touched the phone, Brandon pushed

voice faint, his face still

she ran into some trouble on the way?” Don whispered, “Got held up?”

internet?” Brandon’s tone remained flat, not even looking at him, “If it was something serious, wouldn’t she have

had no

finished the opening speech and turned the attention to Brandon. “Please welcome, with a round of applause, the

the room.

on his face before he rose emotionlessly and headed for

composed, speaking at an even

expressing gratitude to the guests, then briefly explaining the reasons behind Star Dempsey Architects’ inception and future aspirations, before

was Don, with a quick verbal intro and a display of his résumé and portfolio on the big screen

his

continued in a calm voice as the applause subsided, “Next, I’d like to invite

voice suddenly

audience, puzzled, looked