Chapter 277

"She just left, not even a few minutes ago."

As he finished speaking, he saw Brandon's brow furrow slightly and his eyes turn towards him. "Why would she clock out so early all of a sudden?"

Caught off guard by the question, Don responded.

"Well, it was time to punch out."

"She's not the type to watch the clock for quitting time."

"Plus," Brandon paused, "she left before it was time to finish up, didn't she?"

Sophia was a workhorse who could really get into the zone, never one to watch the clock or duck out early.

Don was at a loss for words, as Sophia definitely wasn't one to leave work early. Brandon's eyes had a sharp edge. "What exactly happened?"

The smile on Don's face stiffened. With everyone watching by the company's entrance, it wasn't the place for straight talk. He hesitated, glancing at Brandon, then hesitantly looked towards Martin.

Brandon's gaze followed to Martin.

Martin subtly turned his head away. With Marian inside and all the company people watching, he didn't want to bring it up there.

Brandon didn't press further.

"I'll catch up with you guys later."

He dropped the sentence coldly and turned on his heel, his steps firm and quick.

Don watched him hit the elevator button, stepping in without a pause, his long fingers also "snap" pressing the button, the elevator doors closing, and the car beginning its descent.

Don couldn't help but turn to Martin. "Let's get a move on and have a feast to set us on our way."

Martin glanced at him, ignoring the jest, and headed for the elevator.

Don followed suit.

Brandon rode the elevator down to the underground parking garage.

Getting into his car, he pulled out his phone to call Sophia.

After a brief ring, the call was picked up.

"Hello?" Her voice soft and listless, not sounding overly enthusiastic.

"Where are you at right now?"

Brandon asked, his other hand already fastening the seatbelt and starting the engine.

on my way home," Sophia said softly, "Is

her question, just softly asked, "Whereabouts

wasn't too keen on

in a funk and

was Martin's suggestion to submit her design project under Marian, which was Yolanda's name, to Louis that had stirred up some unpleasant memories, dragging her back to the gloomy days before her divorce, reminding her of the times

her to make room for Yolanda, Brandon mistook her for Yolanda, Martin wanted to dress

everyone wished, escaped that marriage, studied hard, worked hard, and finally made some achievements. Yet, two years later, all her

couldn't describe her feelings. It seemed like her efforts, even her existence, were

was like this, and even her

in Brandon's voice on the phone, Sophia felt

her off vibe, his voice dropping

"What happened?" he asked.

"I'm heading home, gotta hang

of the busy tone transmitted, Brandon glanced at the phone, which had reverted to the

phone, pondering for a moment, then looked out the

the bustling traffic, not the kind of noise you'd get

road when

down, scanning the

clock-out traffic wasn't

Brandon spotted Sophia

on her purse's chain, her serene and pretty

a soft

moment when she saw the approaching black

car, also gave her a glance,

tall

your

her, looking down at

her face away.

you walking

"Just felt like taking a walk to clear my head, consider it a workout. Otherwise, sitting in the office all day

"How about I join you for the

his car parked by the roadside, "Plus, your car might get

"It's fine."

pulling out his phone, he dialed Kent, asking him to send

up and

hesitated, then gave a slight

back wasn't too

the setting sun filtering through the trees, casting long shadows of

was silent, so Brandon quietly accompanied her, not speaking

couldn't help but glance at him; his deep-set profile was

while since she had taken a walk

their student days, they

were boarders, living not far from school. So after classes, they would often wait for

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