The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 319

Sophia and Brandon found a afternoon tea place near their office and snagged a private booth.

It was Sophia who had found the place and insisted on the private room.

"Is it something important you wanted to discuss?" Eyeing the super private eatery, Brandon asked as he pulled out a chair, smoothly helping Sophia with the one next to it.

Sophia nodded lightly. "Yeah."

She settled into her chair, reached for the teapot intending to pour some tea, but Brandon beat her to it, taking over and filling cups for them both before handing her the menu.

Sophia picked out something small and handed the menu back to Brandon. Brandon randomly selected a few items and closed the menu.

Neither of them were there for the food.

"So, what's up?" Dropping the menu, Brandon looked at her, his voice steady.

Sophia hesitated, catching his gaze.

Brandon's eyes were deep and calm, a look that sent an inexplicable shiver through Sophia.

She lowered her lashes, took a small sip of tea, and began softly, "When I first came back to Wye City, I was on the fence about taking on the Zenitha-style resort project. Just so happened, our mentor, Mr. Gardner-you know him—was in town for a conference and we grabbed a bite. He advised me not to ditch the Zenitha project."

Looking up at Brandon, she continued, "We were at a restaurant near the school when a guy bumped into me. I turned and recognized him as the short, chubby dude we ran into in the Starlight Hotel's underground parking lot-named Darcy. The one we tried to dodge that time."

Brandon seemed surprised by the topic, and after a moment, he nodded. "Hmm."

"While he was dining, the skinny tall guy from the parking lot was with him," Sophia whispered, her eyes on Brandon, "I heard him call the other guy Ms. Barlow. Over dinner, Ms. Barlow asked Darcy how things were going, and Darcy said it was all cool, that the guy was all set up in the company, totally solid, and to not worry."

Brandon glanced at her but didn't chime in.

Sophia continued, "Darcy mentioned how hard it is to get into Starlight Group, that the turnover is low and they hardly ever recruit externally. He said they were lucky Starlight Group was launching a subsidiary, Star Dempsey Architects, needing new blood; otherwise, who knows how long they'd have to wait. So, I'm suspecting there might be a mole among the folks who joined the company with me."

"You came back because of this?" Brandon's voice was measured as he looked at her.

Sophia pursed her lips, silent for a beat.

"Half and half," she murmured.

"Why wait till now to spill the beans?" Brandon's tone remained cool, almost like he was interrogating, seemingly unfazed by the idea of a mole in his company. "The guy's last name is Barlow, and it just so happens that Marian was staying at Starlight Hotel when we bumped into him and Darcy," Sophia hesitated, "I did some digging and found Marian's school records. She listed a Dennis Barlow as her father. I looked the guy up online and saw his picture, turns out he's that tall, skinny dude."

come off like I was trying to smear her or spread rumors." "And since I started, I made it a point to get everyone's resumes, keep an eye on their every move. But so far, everyone's normal, just clocking in and out, doing their jobs," Sophia added quietly, "The work Mr. Dempsey and I assign is pretty standard, nothing top secret. Plus, our computers have tight firewall security, no outside devices can

not moving, "So

shook her head.

why bring

her lip,

to her hand resting on the teacup, her slender fingers slightly tense, pressing a pale crease into the

lingered on that pale crease, then lifted to her

for the Zenitha-style resort is tomorrow. Big event, press will be there. I was worried they might try something, thought it was better to give you a

plans for these kinds of shindigs, not to mention a top-notch security team. No one's pulling anything on

weak smile, "I haven't been here long,

was overthinking

slightly,

waiter brought in the food carefully

along with the rest of the crew, headed out, closing the private

table wares, casually picked up a morsel of food with his fork, and served it

were you downstairs

heart skipped a beat, and she glanced

and slowly placing

at the steak in her plate and murmured a thanks, "Thank

just nodded slightly, and then spoke up softly,

paused in his movements and

saw you holding a little girl, you two seemed pretty close, so I didn't

were as clear and clean as always, and her gaze was candid

almost made Brandon second-guess himself, stirring

honesty had caught him

0.1% chance that Theresa wasn't his daughter, every question he asked now

it was a gamble

no direct proof right now, or if

the get-go, aside from the coincidence of Sophia and Theresa appearing at the same time, and the strange sense of affection and

little girl, she's got nothing to do with you?" Brandon's eyes were cold and deep

calm, with a hint of chill and

pushed back his chair, stood up, walked over to her, bent down to grab her wrist, and yanked her to her feet, "Then let's do a paternity

I agree to the paternity test. But if the result proves nothing, we go our separate ways. After the Zenitha-style resort ground-breaking ceremony is over tomorrow, I want to leave. Is

stopped dead in his tracks, turning to look

"I can't always be dancing to your tune. I'll cooperate with the paternity test, but if it turns out I'm bot related to that little girl, I hope

the verge of splitting with fury as he looked at her, "You dare walk