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."

shrugged him off, stood up,

close the door

the living room as he

hung up on his issue and dropped the pretense, stepping forward to remind

not really your job as the boss

my crew, and her

let her slip away right under

help but return the look, "Alright, I know my own business, don't go all Kent on

a such a loaded boss 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 no idea what kind of

Brandon

then just chill and start paying off that debt," Brandon said, turning to face him, "And make

he softly closed the master bedroom

poured drink on the table, walked over, picked it up intending to drink, but hesitated as

of rage over a damsel in distress tonight,

wasn't typical of the

ulterior motives, worried that Sophia would

feared they would take out

it too easy, never facing hardships. They were stubborn, the type to never back down unless they hit a

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

before she made her big breakthrough, Don hoped she would stay with the firm, known and recognized as a Star-Dempsey Architects designer, rather than letting a competitor