Chapter 152

Don sure wasn’t whispering, and the moment his voice rang out, everyone who was buzzing with excitement suddenly tensed up and turned their gaze to Brandon.

Brandon glanced at the anxious crowd and didn’t want to kill the vibe, so he gave a slight nod, “Go ahead.”

As soon as he said that, the whole office seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

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Except for Sophia.

She had just finished a phone call and hadn’t noticed the subtle shift in the office atmosphere. She looked around confusedly, not sharing the collective exhale of relief, nor did she seem disappointed. She just had this thoughtful, serene look on her face.

Brandon noticed Sophia’s calm and couldn’t help but frown slightly.

Don was already organizing carpooling.

Who rides with whom was crystal clear.

After sorting everyone out, he turned to Sophia, “Sophia, you ride with me.”

Sophia nodded, “Sure.”

Others were already shutting down their computers, packing up, and getting ready to leave, buzzing with excitement and chatting away as they headed out in groups.

Cindy, also caught up in the excitement, approached Sophia and casually linked arms with her, “Sophia, I’m tagging along with you.”

But then she paused slightly when she caught Brandon’s look, and her face showed a mix of caution and anxiety as she gave Brandon a restrained nod, “Mr. Crawley.”

Sophia cast a puzzled glance at her, then looked at Brandon.

Brandon simply nodded back, his expression revealing nothing out of the ordinary.

Don leaned over to grab his car keys from his desk and called out to Sophia and Cindy, “Let’s go.”

followed the crowd toward the

tugged at Sophia to catch up with the

save for Brandon, who was still

couldn’t help but look

office, his tall figure somehow took

hit Sophia and

her sharply, a flicker of

and awkwardly tugged at her lips, “Work’s never done, right? When it’s time to chill, you gotta chill.”

bother with Brandon. To him, work is his greatest joy. He’s never been

frowned slightly, disliking the

friends with Brandon for years, would

didn’t want to rain

decision-maker, he wasn’t as approachable and funny as Kent and Don. He had

he ushered people into

Brandon, “Mr. Crawley, we’ll head out first. Stick to your work. Don’t mind

his gaze drifting past Don to Sophia, who was being pushed into the crowd.

eyes searching for Brandon through

gazes collided unexpectedly.

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were reassuring.

Brandon said, and then

slowly closed, and Sophia’s gaze lingered on Brandon’s

solitary figure seemed lonely and the path

the doors

to the parking

out

called out to Sophia and Cindy to head

Sophia and turned to ask Don, “Mr. Dempsey,

car

car doors

called out, “This way.”

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