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?"

ran off on her own, and

feet, startling

puzzled, looked toward the office to see Brandon with a stern expression, phone in hand, already striding away from his desk, his voice

been gone for an hour, she left

said, grabbing his car keys from the desk and heading out, "Have you checked

would've said something if she

spoke, she couldn't

her off

twice to signal him to follow. Kent caught on immediately and hurriedly stood up to join him. Grace nodded from

I'll reach out to the police," Brandon said, ending the

little voice seeped

unsure, and called

me, Theresa," her sweet, timid voice came

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

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

Brandon replied coolly, "Where are

into the meeting room with a poker

could tell something was off as soon as she

"What's up?"

with concern, recalling the last time Sophia let her emotions seep into work was over the Martin Frost incident, where she was asked to include Marian's name in

Dempsey, after the ground-breaking ceremony for the Zenitha-style

"The ceremony is tomorrow, so you want to

Sophia nodded: "Yeah."

short on staff. How about this: we

declining: "I

Sophia was never this blunt in turning people down. Usually, as long as it was for work, no

asked, concerned, feeling today's Sophia was a

just really burnt out from

two?" Don furrowed his brow, "You're the director, your sudden leave

and they can consult him

further, the rest of the crew started trickling in. Today's meeting was to hash out the game plan