The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 195

It was the lunch rush hour, and the elevators were packed with people.

Brandon didn't intentionally hop on the executive lift, and when it halted on the seventeenth floor, Kent caught Brandon taking a peek as the doors slid open.

It could be habit, or maybe something else. Kent figured it was probably a good idea to give Brandon a heads up that Sophia was still at the office.

"Mr. Crawley."

He called out to Brandon and was about to continue when Brandon's phone buzzed with a call.

He shot Kent a glance, but didn't start a conversation; instead, he picked up the call, shifting his focus back to the conversation at hand.

Somehow Kent suddenly understood Sophia's feelings. Every time she mustered the courage to talk with him, his phone would ring.

Knowing Brandon's ways, Kent reckoned Brandon treated Sophia no different than him; between listening to her and answering a call, Brandon always chose the latter.

Oblivious to Kent's mental gymnastics, Brandon calmly listened to the report on the other end of the line.

As the elevator doors opened, he moved with the crowd, walking and talking, his handsome face serene as ever.

was at peak chaos. Thick

up for food, the line stretching out the door, with Sophia at the

Sophia instinctively looked back. Their eyes met just

and movements freeze, his eyes fixated on her with an intensity she couldn't decipher, a mix of sudden delight and chill that left

off guard by his reaction, Sophia felt an all-too-familiar restraint and unease

a half-hearted smile as a greeting and quietly shifted to the side, not wanting to block Brandon's

made Ivan, who was ahead of her in line, instinctively glance back. He noticed Brandon staring at Sophia, gave him

awe due to his CEO status, Ivan didn't bother with

catching up, saw Brandon still holding the curtain open, motionless at the cafeteria entrance, and approached in confusion. Spotting Sophia at the end of the line and Brandon's intense gaze, he

she politely reciprocated, "You guys

totally slipped my

sneaking a peek at Brandon and explaining, "There were some details in the project that needed discussing and sorting out, so Ms. Yearwood didn't head to the

said nothing, but calmly let the curtain fall and lined

along with Ivan and others, were casually chatting in the queue. Once Brandon joined, the

usually quite chatty, clammed up, standing

of the line, engrossed in his handheld game, didn't notice the sudden hush until he finished a round and looked up, curious, to find Brandon at the back of the

simply grunted an acknowledgment, without

when she heard the voice and waved a friendly hello to Brandon, "Hey, Mr. Crawley, good to see

was the office vibes, but she managed to formally address