Chapter 334

Cindy stuttered for ages, spooked by Brandon's gaze, unable to string a full sentence together. Her eyes reddened first, on the verge of bursting into tears any second.

Don, standing nearby, was also taken aback by her reaction and quickly tried to calm Brandon down, "Brandon, you're gonna scare this poor girl out of her wits."

He moved to separate Brandon and Cindy, but before he even got close, Brandon blocked him with an arm.

This time, Brandon wasn't gonna let her off the hook like before.

His eyes, unwavering, kept Cindy in their grip, "Who spilled the beans?"

"I was at the police station across the street last time, handling my residence

registration, and I bumped into Director Yearwood registering a kid."

Perhaps Don's presence gave Cindy a sense of security, but she still caved under Brandon's intense scrutiny, spilling everything involuntarily.

Brandon pressed, "When did this happen?"

"End of June."

Cindy trembled out her answer, only to see Brandon's handsome face turn icy. She was filled with fear and guilt, deeply regretting her loose lips that blabbed without thinking.

"Mr. Crawley." Despite her fear, Cindy couldn't help but plead softly, "It's my fault. I wasn't discreet, I let it slip. It's Director Yearwood's private matter, it's got nothing to do with work, please don't hold it against Director Yearwood."

Brandon didn't respond and just walked away.

"Mr. Crawley." Cindy, desperate, burst into tears on the spot, wanting to follow but too scared to move, wishing she could make amends even if it meant dying.

to watch this unfold, Don comforted her, "Don't worry, Mr. Crawley won't make things difficult

slapped herself, "It's all because I can't my mouth

Don grabbed her hand, trying to reassure her, "Trust me, Director Yearwood isn't petty. She

words

office, intending to explain herself and apologize to Sophia, but after looking around, she couldn't find

brought was still untouched on

yet?" Not seeing her, Cindy

care of and stepped out," Ivan

to tell Ivan

her phone to text an apology to Sophia, but couldn't figure out how to word

police station across the street to

she sold two years ago,

request information on

a short wait, the staff quickly pulled

head of the household. On the next page of the registration card, Brandon spotted "Theresa Yearwood" clearly written as "Theresa," not Theresa Cooper. The birthplace was Wye City, the birth date was February of the previous year, not December of the year before as Grace had mentioned. The relationship to the

eyes fixated on the words "mother and daughter," his Adam's

passerby waiting to be served noticed his lack of response and worriedly called

snapped back to reality, gathered the information, thanked the

straight up to the seventeenth

the elevator. Startled, she instinctively

at her or anyone else, heading straight for Sophia's

surrounding him, falling silent as if frozen, yet they couldn't help but curiously glance at Brandon,

door to Sophia's office, glanced around inside, his gaze pausing briefly on the unopened lunch on the desk, then turned and asked

said she stepped

to Ivan, who

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