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?"

off on her

Brandon shot to his feet, startling everyone outside who was

Brandon with a stern expression, phone in hand, already striding away from

his 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

car keys from the desk and heading out, "Have you checked with Theresa's mom?

she would've said something

Grace spoke, she couldn't help

off with his composed voice, already out

him to follow. Kent caught on immediately and hurriedly stood up to join him. Grace nodded from the other end of the line: "Yeah, I

neighborhood management to check the cameras again, and ask around your neighbors. I'll reach out to the police," Brandon said, ending the call as he reached the elevator, about to call the authorities when his phone rang.

timid little voice

called

me, Theresa," her sweet, timid voice came through

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

of digits: "Do you know a little girl around

her," Brandon replied coolly, "Where are

stepped into the

there, and he could tell something was off as

"What's up?"

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

her head, looking at him: “Mr. Dempsey, after the ground-breaking ceremony for

ceremony is tomorrow, so you want to start your leave the

Sophia nodded: "Yeah."

few more days?" Don was puzzled, "We're swamped with projects right now, and we're short on staff. How about this: we get through this

declining: "I have

blunt in turning people down. Usually, as long as it was for work, no

something happened?" Don asked, concerned, feeling today's Sophia was a

just really burnt out from work lately, I need some

even a day or two?" Don furrowed his brow, "You're the director, your sudden leave could

clearly to Ivan after the meeting, and they can consult him for anything," Sophia said, "With him around, it's all

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 ceremony of the Zenitha-style