Chapter 273

Nobody paid him any mind.

Brandon had breezed past him into the office.

Kent didn't dare to pry further. He hit up the real estate agent online, handed off his requirements, and dove into his hectic workload.

As noon approached, the agent had already matched some property options for him and scheduled a property viewing.

Kent wasn't sure if Brandon would check it out himself or delegate it, so he didn't dare to make the call for him.

He glanced over at Brandon's office, noticing he was swamped.

Kent stepped up and knocked on the door. After a "come in," he entered and flipped his phone screen towards Brandon.

"Mr. Crawley, the agent's pitched a couple of places. Take a gander, see if any tickle your fancy."

Kent said, rotating the phone screen towards him.

Brandon took a peek - the phone displayed photos of two properties, both with a minimalist and classy simple-style decor.

"Which buildings are they?"

He asked.

Kent replied, "One's in building 11, the other in building 3."

When he mentioned "building 3," Kent caught a slight flicker in Brandon's eyes.

agent's asking if you're free to view them tonight. After work's a

gaze inadvertently catching the

moment before picking up his phone and

connected after

gentle,

phone with one hand, had a serene

glance, he gave him

the hint, quickly packed up to leave, but not before reminding him, "Mr. Crawley, time

"Go ahead."

responded, his attention already back on

other end, Sophia's voice was as polite and distant

"Going for

she replied, "I've already gone down with

silent for a beat, then

to exit, couldn't help but look back at

phone casually resting in his hand, his eyes half-lidded,

called out to him, "Mr.

then stood up and headed

face was calm, a distant kind of calm, not the serene kind. Even Kent, who had been at his side for years, instinctively chose silence,

the cafeteria, Brandon's eyes casually swept over the queue, pausing

a bunch of other colleagues. Sophia

was because he had mentioned having lunch together earlier, and she hadn't waited for him, that she felt a twinge of guilt when their eyes met,

instead, he queued up at the back of the line,

in such

the top brass to the rank-and-file queued and dined in the cafeteria, where meals were prepared by three-star chefs with fresh and diverse ingredients. There was no need for

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