Chapter 333

Don was right by Brandon's side.

It was the first time he saw Brandon with his head in the clouds.

Usually, Brandon was Mr. Precision, cool as a cucumber, slicing time in half to get

the most out of every minute, and him glued to his phone was a rare sight.

"Waiting on a call or something?"

Don couldn't help but give Brandon a nudge with his elbow, asking out of pure curiosity.

Brandon pocketed his phone and replied nonchalantly, "Nope."

His gaze briefly swept over the moving line before settling on the TV screen broadcasting the news.

The cafeteria had installed a few big screens, and there was one giant one where they'd randomly play the news during meal times for a bit of entertainment.

The local news was playing on the TV.

Brandon only gave it a glance before shifting his attention, following the queue to the plate area.

He casually picked up a tray, and also grabbed a takeaway box.

Don did the same, noticing the takeaway box in Brandon's hand, he casually asked, "Packing lunch for someone?"

Kent and Cindy nearby also threw curious glances at Brandon.

Without responding, Brandon calmly handed over his tray and takeaway box to the server to be filled with food, then moved to the dish selection area. He scanned the options and ordered with a steady voice.

"I'll have the boiled beef, black bean spare ribs, shredded pork with garlic sauce, spicy potato strips, all to go."

Cindy couldn't help but whisper to Augus beside her, "Director Yearwood also asked me to bring her those food."

Though she spoke softly, Don still heard her and couldn't help but look at Brandon with surprise.

Brandon kept his cool, ordering without missing a beat.

Don chuckled, "Looks like you're packing for Sophia, huh?"

"Is there a problem?" Brandon asked indifferently, turning to the cafeteria worker, "Separate them, please."

A tentative male voice came from behind, "Mr. Crawley?"

Brandon turned to see Ben Evert approaching with the head of the investment department.

"Mr. Evert," Brandon greeted politely.

with a smile, stepped forward, "Hey there, Mr. Evert! What brings you here without a heads-up? I would've

on, you guys, Mr. Evert makes a special trip and you take him to the

apologetically to Ben, "Sorry about that, Mr. Evert. It's an oversight

Group's cafeteria meals being on par with Michelin- starred restaurants. It's mostly home-style cooking but it blows a lot of those fancy restaurants out of the water. I've been dying to try it, but every time I come, you and Mr. Crawley whisk me off

bad. Today you'll eat

he spoke, he led Ben to a corner of the

to whip up some fresh

forgotten Brandon and turned back with a smile, inviting him, "Mr. Crawley, join us for a

him, nodded, and then turned to the cafeteria staff, handing over the packed lunch, "Please send this to the seventeenth

up, "Let me take

meal box from Brandon, she turned and practically sprinted to get the food to Sophia

"No worries."

uttered his thanks,

no trouble

to deliver the

didn't see Sophia,

"Hey, where's Director Yearwood?"

around,

noticing the meal box in her hand. "Is that

it's

she quickly added

her a look, then nodded, "Just

Ivan showed no signs

"Nope, I ordered delivery."

up, his focus already back on

concern glanced at Sophia's desk again, reminding Ivan, "Ivan, when Director Yearwood gets back, could you let her know? Just say Mr. Crawley packed lunch for her and to eat it

Cindy

meal ready. By chance or design, the seat they picked was right next

company's leadership, was seated at

rest of them at

too keen on sitting too close

pick a spot

trepidation, Cindy couldn't help

especially since her seat was

couldn't resist a peek

Brandon turned and caught her eye, "Did

nodded. "Yep, already sent

"Is she still busy?"

Brandon asked.

her head swiftly. "Should

off to the little girls' room,

now, it seemed like she caught a

gave a nod, didn't press further, and shifted his focus back to Ben across from him, idly spinning his phone in his palm and glancing down at it every now and

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