The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

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Chapter 159

Patricia’s voice wasn’t exactly hush-hush; her mellow, chuckling tone immediately had the whole office turning heads towards Sophia.

The office was filled with newbies; no one knew Patricia, but her comment about “the compensation my son gave you” reeked a bit of the ol’ casting couch, and the crowd’s expressions quickly turned into a mixed bag.

Right there in the office, Don happened to look up and catch the scene at the door. He quickly put on a smile and stepped in to smooth things over.

“Hey, Mrs. Crawley, what brings you here?” He approached with a grin, subtly wedging himself between Sophia and Patricia. “Sophia here’s our head honcho in design, handpicked for the job.”

Patricia scoffed, ready to retort, but Don beat her to the punch. “You’re here about the project, right? Let’s talk shop in my office.” While leading her away, he shot a worried glance back at Sophia.

Sophia’s face was the picture of serenity.

Seeing Don’s concerned look, Sophia returned a courteous smile and turned to face the HR specialist.

The HR person knew Patricia and had been specifically instructed by the big cheeses to handle the elevator card. Their gaze at Sophia was now laced with extra curiosity and probing.

Sophia didn’t accept the card.

“I won’t be needing that, thanks,” she said softly, her voice as gentle and calm as ever. “If you’re worried about explaining this to the higher-ups, just tell them I refused. If there’s an issue, they can come to me directly.”

The HR person hesitated but finally nodded, “Alright.”

then they

couldn’t help but ask, “What was that

person had tried to hand Sophia the elevator card, but she had turned it down, and no

“It’s nothing.”

it. She leaned over, pointed at the computer screen to guide Cindy on some changes, and

shutting out the buzz from

turned to him and asked, “This design director position wasn’t something Brandon asked

was no stranger to talking down to people, especially the

ones.

a smile, “You must be joking, Mrs. Crawley. Is Brandon the type

got the short end of the stick in this marriage, but he still feels guilty, like he

to Sophia, there are plenty of ways to do that without using such a key position as a token

her a fancy title, a little gold plating, and everyone’s happy. She looks good, you’re not out of pocket, and Brandon’s done his bit.”

of these ceremonial titles by Brandon’s

without arguing, “Anyway, Mrs. Crawley, did you come to talk about

got back on track, dropping the smirk. “What’s the deal with this project? It’s been delayed for so long, why hasn’t

and I didn’t want to push forward without someone to follow through, just in case we lost them,” Don explained, feigning a frown, “I remember you were adamant about having the designer involved

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let someone poach the designer at

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