The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 250

Brandon planted himself in front of her, hands reaching out, and in a gentle voice he asked, "How about I take you to my company first, is that cool?"

To Theresa, heading to his home or his company meant the same thing; it was all about hanging out with him.

She nodded her head with excitement, "Yeah, sure."

Considering the feelings of the kid's family, Brandon turned to Grace and politely said, "Hey, the little one seems to want to tag along with me. Would it be okay for her to come check out the office?"

While gesturing towards a nearby skyscraper, he said, "That's our company right there, Starlight Group. I'm the current CEO, Brandon."

As he spoke, he pulled out a business card from his wallet and handed it to her.

"Don't worry. I'm not some child snatcher or up to no good. You can find some photos of me at company events on our official website. They might be a bit blurry but you can still make out my profile."

Theresa was all in for following him, and Brandon knew deep down that taking her home might stir up some wild thoughts in her parents' minds, but the office was different. For starters, it was bustling with people, making it a semi-public place; and secondly, it was close by, within a safe distance, so everyone could rest easy.

Grace wasn't privy to Brandon's thoughts, but she did remember that Sophia had specifically told her not to stop Brandon if he wanted to take Theresa out, just to go with the flow.

So, with a smile, she accepted the card he'd handed her, saying, "No worries, your company's just around the corner. I can bring her back when she's tuckered out from playing. Hope it's not too much of a bother for you?"

"No problem."

Brandon replied casually and scooped up Theresa to head to the car.

Theresa, still mindful of her bottle and diapers, tugged at Brandon's clothes in a hurry, "Milk."

It took Brandon a moment to catch on to what she meant. That was when Grace remembered the bag hanging nearby, packed with a bottle and diapers, and quickly fetched it.

"The kiddo's got her formula and diapers for the road," Grace explained with a laugh.

Brandon chuckled, reminded of the first time he met her and how she had her bottle and diapers in tow.

He carried Theresa to the car.

Grace hurried to follow, introducing herself to Brandon, "Mr. Crawley, just call me Grace."

She couldn't help but sneak a peek at the business card Brandon had handed her and was taken aback when she saw his title. She couldn't help but glance at Brandon, speculating about his and Theresa's connection in her mind.

Seeing her inquisitive look in the rearview mirror, Brandon asked, "Anything on your mind, Grace?"

Grace chuckled awkwardly, "No, no, just feel kinda bad for imposing on you like this."

"It's all good."

Brandon replied calmly, glancing at Theresa, who sat quietly in Grace's arms, looking around excitedly.

When Theresa caught Brandon looking at her, she shyly smiled back at him, a

couldn't help but return

far, and they arrived

up in amazement through the window at the towering skyscraper and couldn't help but ask Brandon, "Is

looked back at her, "Yep, this

She marveled, saying, "I've never, ever seen

to emphasize

the underground parking lot and then,

grand building, and her eyes were filled with wonder. She didn't know if it was good or bad, and just reckoned that everything

building was tall, the ceiling was high, and even the elevator doors were taller and wider

her in the elevator reserved for the top floors. They shot straight up from the underground parking

arms, had an excellent view and could see the winding river and the high-rises outside through the

a novel experience for her. Curiosity stretched her neck as

her interest, Brandon brought her right up to the window. Theresa, pressing her face against the glass and looking down, was extremely

smiled and patted her

tender and indulgent look in Brandon's eyes as he stroked the little girl's hair and smiled at her. The person froze

Crawley got a daughter

office, snorted at the comment, "Nonsense, where would Mr. Crawley suddenly get

little girl

Mr. Crawley from Zion City; where would he have picked up a daughter? You

he saw

they couldn't help but whisper among themselves. Theresa, unaccustomed to being the center of attention for such a large group, felt a bit uneasy and subconsciously clung to Brandon's clothes a bit tighter. Brandon gently patted her shoulder,

by Kent, Kent finally snapped back to

"Mr. Crawley, who's this?"

her. She shot him a puzzled look

for

be

a kiddo,"

was

the curious glances from others as he carried Theresa into

door.

settled Theresa onto the office couch. The bag

bottle and asked her, "Are

then turned to fish out her bottle from the bag and handed it to

only knew how to tote around her bottle and diapers, not how

was nearby, quickly stepped in, "Need to make some

it."

the bottle Theresa

instinctual

what he'd done, he furrowed

a clue

Brandon was out of his depth,

moved to take the bottle

fine." Brandon stood up, "Just tell me how to