Chapter 255

Brandon sneaked a glance at her, noticing she was getting squished and having a hard time turning around. He shuffled a tiny step to the side, making some room for her.

A thoughtful, subtle gesture.

Sophia felt a little warmth in her heart and wanted to say "thanks," but seeing the crowd, she bit her tongue and stayed quiet, just quietly standing next to Brandon.

When the elevator stopped at the next floor, more people squeezed in.

The already tight space got even tighter.

Sophia had no choice but to inch closer to Brandon, her forearm brushing against

the back of his arm, fitting together like puzzle pieces.

Their familiar body heat transferred through the fabric of their clothes.

It was a bit awkward for Sophia.

She carefully tried to move her arm back, but before she could, she got jostled

and her fingers accidentally hooked onto Brandon's.

The warm touch zapped through their skin on contact.

Brandon gave her a look.

Sophia's cheeks flared up. "Sorry."

Her awkward apology came out as her fingers, still hooked with his, reluctantly unclasped, leaving her with a strange, inexplicable feeling.

Cindy, standing right next to Sophia, saw her cheeks blazing and got worried. "Director Yearwood, what's wrong?"

Her voice was loud, drawing everyone's attention.

They all saw the unusual redness on her face.

so

awkward smile. "Too many people here, feeling

fingers, tried to

scene, but the more she panicked, the

the crowd, she kept

in a hole and, in a moment of resignation, gave up trying, but then Brandon suddenly took hold of her

her embarrassment was soothed

but glance at

focusing on the elevator doors, his handsome face

suddenly felt

doors soon opened at the third floor, the

People filed out.

let go of Sophia's fingers and followed the

behind, looking at his impassive face and hesitated before softly

spared her a glance. "No

farewell, and caught

at her retreating

the upcoming groundbreaking ceremony for the Zenithan-style

Star-Dempsey Architects' first project and also the Starlight Group's own venture, so Don

rarely attended meetings,

in the main

was seated to the

to the right,

seat was

arrangement piled on the pressure

was just there to attend the meeting and didn't need to

there the whole time without moving, just calmly watching Don speak, arms crossed, expression barely changing, occasionally glancing

notice Brandon's

that one crazy day and two nights, or the pressure Brandon brought in the workplace, every

breathe too loud. Thankfully, around noon, there was a short break in the

over yet and to save time, Don

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