The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 294

Daniel and Patricia weren't in bed yet; they were in the living room, binge- watching TV and playing with their dog.

When Brandon barged in out of the blue, they were both caught off guard, exchanged a quick glance, and hesitantly stood up.

Brandon scanned the swanky living room decor before setting his sights on Daniel and Patricia. "This house was left to me by Grandpa, and as of tomorrow, I'm taking it back. You guys need to find somewhere else to crash."

Daniel was fuming.

Brandon glanced at Daniel. "You two still have about 15% stake in the company. Every time you go crying to Sophia, I'll snatch 5% back until it's all gone. And those bank cards in your names? If there's any financial foul play, the company can freeze 'em. We've got a laundry list of money issues between us."

"Are you out of your mind?" Daniel lost his cool and started to go off on Brandon.

"Yeah, I'm crazy," Brandon replied calmly, contrasting Daniel's rage, "so next time you open your mouth, weigh your words carefully unless you want to dig your own grave."

"What kind of spell did that woman cast on you? To go to such lengths against your own folks for her?" Daniel bellowed, "If I'd known, I would've stopped you at all costs, never letting her through the door."

Patricia quickly intervened, trying to soothe the situation with a gentle voice towards Brandon.

"Brandon, we're only looking out for you. Let's talk this out. It's not like we can't settle this issue. Handling things this way is only going to stir up more trouble between us and Sophia."

Brandon slightly curled his lip, "Haven't I given you enough chances to talk things out? How did that turn out? You took advantage of me being busy at work to mistreat her. Didn't you think that was escalating the conflict?"

Patricia was left speechless.

"I've been too lenient with you in the past. Reasoning only works with those who can think straight," Brandon said, looking at her, "Once you have this discrimination on her, you lose the ability to think clearly. No point wasting my time."

"Besides, don't overestimate your importance," Brandon continued, "Your approval means squat to her, or to me. If you want a peaceful life, zip it. Know what you should stick your nose into and what you shouldn't. I'm sure I don't need to remind you."

"You're really biting the hand that feeds you," Daniel's temper flared again, "I'm telling you, as long as I'm breathing, she won't have the chance to set foot in this house again."

Brandon gave him a look. "It's you who's about to be kicked to the curb, don't get it twisted."

He then called out to the house, "Nell."

Nell, the butler, who was busy in the garden, hurried inside. "Mr. Brandon, what's up?"

"From tomorrow, make sure Daniel and his wife start moving out," Brandon ordered coldly, "They have a week. If they're still here after that, no need for pleasantries, just call the movers."

With that, Brandon turned and left.

"You do what you gotta do, I won't let her off easy," Daniel's roar echoed from behind, "A grown man, played like a fiddle by a worthless woman, it's a disgrace

to the Crawley family name. I won't let her get away with it."

"You can't hurt me, so you go after a defenseless woman? Is that all

it wasn't for her, our family wouldn't be in this mess," Daniel shot back,

its knees, not her," Brandon retorted coldly, "Daniel, you're old enough to know better. Besides blaming others and shirking responsibility, what else can

his

reflect, always pushing the blame

voice ice-cold, "You don't have a single trace of

Daniel remained silent.

hope what you just said was a slip of the tongue in a moment of

rest unsaid and walked

had just gotten home when he ran into Don, who was coming

are you doing

he walked to his door,

lock disengaged, and

got royally pissed off for his lady love

closing the door and then looked at him, "Did they send you to

did ring me up," Don admitted with a nod, "said you and your dad are at each other's throats again, and since we're friends, she thought I should come and talk some

you can show

opened the door again and headed towards the living

shoulder, his

agreed, did

he spoke, he turned back to close the door for

brings

asked as he passed the bar, pulling open the liquor cabinet, grabbed a bottle and a glass, popped the cork with a swift motion, and poured himself a

approached, "Don't be stingy, pour me one

but before he could touch it, Brandon had

"Pour your own!"

reminder, Brandon downed

at him, "Feeling that bad,

look but remained silent. He refilled his glass,

on the counter with his arms slightly spread, eyes half-closed, not saying

help but look in his

had his poker face on, the kind that was almost

let out a sigh, slinging an arm over

The reply came back

turned his head, and asked, "Spill it, what's

as he grabbed a glass from the liquor cabinet, poured himself a drink, and raised it in a toast, "Here to keep

Brandon said, gesturing

give me the cold

was about to take a sip when Brandon swiped the glass

you