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

and they arrived

Group building, Theresa gazed up in amazement through the window at the towering

back at her, "Yep, this is where

She marveled, saying, "I've never,

big circle with her arms to emphasize

he drove into the underground parking lot and then, carrying her, headed for the

Theresa's first time visiting such a grand building, and her eyes were filled with wonder. She didn't know if

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

floors. They shot straight up

glass walls. Theresa, held in Brandon's arms, had an excellent view and could see the winding river

experience for her. Curiosity stretched her neck as she

glass and looking down, was extremely excited and turned to Brandon saying, "All

patted

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

got a daughter

coming out of an inner office, snorted at the comment, "Nonsense,

toward the door, "For real, Mr. Crawley is holding a little girl by the

second thought, "I just got back with Mr. Crawley from Zion City; where would he

pulled out a chair to sit, he

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, reassuring her softly, "It's okay, sweetie." The

holding Theresa, passed by Kent, Kent finally snapped

"Mr. Crawley, who's this?"

at her.

sweetly answered for Brandon,

meant to be a friendly smile, but his gaze inevitably drifted back to

kiddo," Brandon

was just a little

bother with him anymore, nor did he care about the curious glances from

door.

Theresa onto the office couch. The bag she was holding ended

bottle and asked her,

nodded, then turned to fish out her bottle from

those big expectant eyes. She only knew how to tote around her bottle and diapers, not how to make

nearby, quickly stepped in, "Need

it."

for the bottle Theresa

an instinctual

he realized what he'd done, he furrowed his brow, puzzled

have a clue about

out of his depth, "Mr.

take the bottle from

"Just tell