The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 256

He might not have known the reason, but ever since he stumbled upon the issue, he's tiptoed around the name Yolanda in front of them, even referring to Marian by her current name instead of "Yolanda."

Just now, seeing Marian's reaction, he blurted out, reminded of young Yolanda clinging to Brandon, without intending to hit a nerve.

Marian seemed oblivious to the subtle change in the air, defiantly eyeing Don. "Who remembers stuff from when they were a kid? We were just little squirts back then. Plus, people change, you know."

Marian glanced at Brandon, giving him a once-over. "I have no idea what my grandpa saw in you, insisting on playing matchmaker with us."

Brandon looked up, giving her a chilly glance. "I'm not interested in you, Ms. Barlow, thanks."

"Feeling's mutual, I'm not into you either, Mr. Crawley, thanks," Marian retorted, her voice rising a notch, as if her tail had been stepped on.

Sophia couldn't help but look up at her.

Marian was puffing up like a blowfish at Brandon.

Suddenly, the phrase "frenemies" popped into Sophia's head.

Usually, those who start off disliking each other end up falling head over heels in love.

She couldn't help but glance at Brandon.

Brandon just happened to look up at her.

Their eyes met mid-air.

Sophia felt like she'd been caught red-handed.

She awkwardly chuckled and turned back to continue discussing the previous plan with Ivan.

Don caught every bit of their reactions. It was always the same, acting all cool and indifferent, but when it came time to really find someone else, they both got all up in arms.

To him, it seemed like Brandon and Sophia were flying kites with each other.

They seemed to revel in the freedom of the vast sky, both letting go, but actually, they were holding onto the strings of each other's kites.

They were simply keeping each other at a safe, controllable distance, and once that control slipped, they'd both go haywire.

He didn't know how long they'd keep up this dance, whether it was tiring. As the go-between, he was definitely worn out.

Under this mindset, Don suddenly felt a mischievous urge to stir the pot.

He looked over at Marian and Brandon with a grin. "You guys know what you look like right now?"

Marian looked at him. "What?"

straight out of a soap opera," Don said, leaning forward, elbows propped on the conference table, eyeing them both, "Isn't that how they all go? The leads can't stand each

Marian was speechless.

a moment, she blurted

him a

a grin. "Sophia, don't they remind

had to look up and hesitantly

gaze turned

continued. "They've got that soap opera look, too. A handsome man, a pretty woman, the cold and domineering CEO, the feisty and charming

Sophia didn't say anything.

watching too many of those dramas. I

smile. "Don't make such absolute statements,

couldn't help but sneak a peek

was tilting his head slightly, staring at him with a warning clear in his

turned to Sophia and pressed

let alone dare to

the last person who liked being set up, especially

don't drag me into this," she said with an awkward smile, trying to change

her. "Is this

lips, then looked at him. "Isn't this what

at them.

glanced at her, but

question was

thought Yolanda was different

was finally found, Brandon's reaction

or delight, and Yolanda

even seemed to

couldn't fathom the reason and looked at

staring motionlessly at Sophia. "Do you really know

her lips, silent, unsure how to

the interest in setting me up with others," he continued, his voice eerily

reply, just

over with a laugh. "Why is it taking

"Shut up!"

off,

at Ivan, his eyes still

at Ivan

just smiled

couldn't find a better solution quickly, so he stood up and said to Ivan and Marian. "Let's go see what's taking so long with the lunchboxes; how can fetching a meal turn into

on, trying to take Ivan and Marian away and leave some space

from the conference table, the noise had

"Lunch is here."