The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 295

Brandon glanced over at him, "Seems like you've got her all figured out. You've only been her boss for a few years, yet you've got a real handle on her

temperament," Brandon observed, eyeing him sideways. "How come you never spill the beans about what makes me tick?"

Don fell silent for a while.

"It's not like that." he finally found his voice, "I'm just giving you a heads-up, buddy. Which part of what I said got under your skin?"

"Nope," Brandon replied coolly, still sizing him up. "I'm trying to figure out whether you're worrying about me or that you're scared your hard-won talent is gonna slip through your fingers again?"

Don didn't say anything.

Brandon said, "The way I see it, you seem scared of her bailing, rushing over to use my hand to keep her on board, huh?"

Don let out a sigh, draping his arm over Brandon's shoulder again, "Now I get why Sophia's so set on not having you. Living with you must mean learning to stay under the radar and picking up some counter-surveillance skills along the way."

At that, Brandon's lips curled slightly, but his eyes weren't smiling.

"She doesn't need to learn. Her counter-surveillance game is way stronger than mine."

Don watched his expression change, "Trouble in paradise?"

"No."

off, stood up, and headed for the

door

the living

pretense, stepping forward to remind him, "Just keep an eye

your job as the boss to worry about." Brandon replied

part of my crew, and her stability affects the company's bottom

watch, don't let her slip away right under your

bedroom, glanced back at Don still gawking at him, and couldn't help but return the look, "Alright, I know my own business, don't go all Kent on me, fussing over

like you?" Don retorted, "You think we love sticking our noses into your mess? With great effort, I got Sophia on board, dragged her all the way back home, and now she's caught up in your family's mess. I have

knows," Brandon said

start paying off that debt," Brandon said, turning to face him, "And make sure you close the front

that, he softly closed the master bedroom door

the table, walked over, picked it up intending to drink, but hesitated as he brought it to his lips, still mindful of the drive home

a short three to five-minute drive from the Crawley family's residence, and that was why, hearing about Brandon's fit of rage over

of the

course, he had his own ulterior motives, worried that Sophia would be chased away

feared they would take out their frustration on

to never back down unless they hit a wall, and even

with the potential to win awards. He'd always had high hopes for her; she was just one publicly unveiled project away from making

big breakthrough, Don hoped she would stay with the firm, known and recognized as a Star-Dempsey