The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 188

Don was the first to snap out of it, quickly nudging Cindy with a poke. "Cindy."

Cindy snapped back to reality, "Oh, I will send you Director Yearwood's address, the Fragrant complex."

As she spoke, she whipped out her phone and shot Don the detailed address.

Don quickly passed it on to Brandon, and when he looked up, Brandon's tall, strapping silhouette had already vanished at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Brandon didn't check his phone until he was in the car.

The complex wasn't far from the company, but it was in the opposite direction of his way home.

With a swift twist of the steering wheel, he was off.

It took him less than twenty minutes to get to the complex.

Brandon took a quick look inside.

The complex was sizable, pitched as a mid to high-end living area.

Full of life, with tight security, you had to sign in and out.

Brandon vaguely remembered Sophia living in a similar complex back in Wye City, wondered if it was a habit of hers.

to find building 8 tucked

on the fifteenth

to a stop

casual look around -

with decent hallway decor

to door 1506 and

couch with her

gotten back from the hospital, still feeling

probably just the overtime, late nights, and last night's booze and chill catching up

much. She still felt groggy and under the weather. The tumble she took saving Louis wasn't light either - elbows, knees, and hips had all slammed down hard, still aching, with scraped elbows and

didn't even know it was him. An old man nearly taking a spill, saving him

to the 130-something square meter place on the sixteenth floor when she got back, but then thought of Cindy saying she'd come by later and

was rented as

to get work done

long as Sophia wasn't home, she'd stick with Susan and Grace, her caretakers,

was home, Theresa was

juggling studies and work,

ignore it, but the persistent

up despite feeling weak, she muttered "Coming," then

black suit accentuating his naturally cool and