The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 315

Susan rushed home in a flurry, hopping out of the cab only to spot Grace, anxiously awaiting at the entrance of the neighborhood.

"What's going on?" Susan asked frantically, "How did she just vanish into thin air?"

"I have no clue, I swear I tucked her into bed after lunch." Grace was on the verge of tears, "It's all my fault, I slept too deep and didn't even notice her getting up."

"Enough!" Susan interjected irritably, "Finding her is what matters, is this really the time for tears?"

Grace clammed up immediately, sobbing and looking somewhat pitiful.

Susan was beside herself with worry: "Think hard, did Theresa say anything about wanting to go somewhere before she left?"

On the way back, Grace had already told her about how Theresa disappeared, but Susan was baffled - how could such a little girl have the motive or the guts to run away from home?

But she couldn't believe that Grace would mistreat her.

From the time Sophia was pregnant, Grace had been looking after them, and her affection for Sophia and Theresa was nothing but genuine.

The little girl trotting away from home in the surveillance footage didn't show any signs of unhappiness, in fact, she looked full of anticipation.

"She kept on yammering about her mom's drawing going missing, wanting to find Handsome Unkie," Susan reminded her.

With that prompt, Grace had a lightbulb moment: "She did go on about it a bunch of times, even tried to go out looking for it, but I brought her back. She couldn't have gone to Mr. Crawley, could she?"

In a flurry, Grace fumbled for her phone: "I'm gonna call Mr. Crawley right now."

While talking, Grace was shaking so bad she misdialed several times. Susan was also frantic. Thankfully, Grace finally got it right and dialed the number.

After two rings, the call was answered.

"Hello." A deep, calm voice, faintly accompanied by the scratch of pen on paper - Brandon was clearly busy.

"Mr. Crawley," Grace steadied herself, "has Theresa come looking for you?" Brandon paused mid-task at his desk: "Theresa?"

nodded eagerly, "she ran off on her own, and we

to his feet, startling

in hand, already striding away from his desk, his voice cold: "When did this

tone, hesitating: "I just realized she was missing, but she's been gone for an hour, she left all by herself, I can't find her on any of the neighborhood

the desk and heading out, "Have you checked with

something

couldn't help but start crying

the police?" Brandon cut her off with his composed voice, already

follow. Kent caught on immediately and hurriedly stood

around your neighbors. I'll reach out to the police," Brandon said, ending the call as he reached the

timid little voice seeped through

called out to

her sweet, timid voice came through

was about to ask her location and who she was with when a calm male voice came

off a series of digits: "Do you know a little girl around 2

replied coolly, "Where are you? I'm

into the meeting room with a

waiting there, and he could tell something

"What's up?"

recalling the last time Sophia let her emotions seep into work was over the Martin Frost incident, where she

looking at him: “Mr. Dempsey, after the ground-breaking ceremony for the Zenitha-style resort project, I'd like to

frowned: "The ceremony is tomorrow, so you want

Sophia nodded: "Yeah."

projects right now, and we're short on staff. How about this: we get through this

declining: "I

Sophia was never this blunt in turning people down. Usually, as long as it was for work, no matter how busy or tired, she'd step up without anyone needing

concerned, feeling

again: "No. I'm just really burnt out from

his brow, "You're the director, your sudden leave could impact other project

hand over everything clearly to Ivan after the meeting, and they can consult him

amiss, but before he could ask any further, the rest of the crew started trickling in. Today's meeting was to hash out the game plan for tomorrow's ground-breaking