The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 357

"This video's a bit off," the tech guy replied, sliding the progress bar back and forth. He discovered a two-hour gap in the surveillance footage from 11:30 AM to 1:30 PM and was so shocked that his hands were shaking as he clutched his

phone.

Brandon also sensed something fishy, "What is it?"

"The footage from 11:30 AM to 1:30 PM on the 17th is missing, just vanished." The tech guy replied with a quiver in his voice, double-checking the video and even the cloud storage, but it was the same story - the footage was wiped clean. Brandon swallowed the anger bubbling up inside him and asked with a frosty tone, "Has anyone been near the surveillance room lately?"

"No one during my shift."

The tech guy answered nervously. The surveillance room was connected to the security office, operated with a 24-hour shift system, and he was pretty sure no one had come by during his watch.

"Nobody's clocking out today until we get to the bottom of this."

After laying down the law with a chilly voice, Brandon cut the call short.

Theresa, who was busy with her own things, definitely felt the tension in the air and looked up, puzzled, at Brandon.

"Daddy?" She called out to Brandon hesitantly, "What's wrong?"

Brandon cracked a smile at her, "Nothing."

Then he told her, "Theresa, you hang out here with Grace for a bit, okay? Daddy needs to step outside to make a phone call."

He didn't want Theresa to see him getting emotional with his staff.

Theresa nodded obediently, "Okay."

Brandon picked up his phone and stepped outside to call Kent.

Just as he made the call, he heard Kent's baffled voice behind him, "Mr. Crawley?"

And with it, a slightly excited female voice, "Brandon?"

Turning around, Brandon saw Kent coming out of the meeting room, followed by Tia, and his brow instantly furrowed.

Tia, unfazed by his icy look, walked up with her arms full of documents and cheerfully said, "Brandon, we meet again."

Brandon's gaze skipped right over Tia and landed on Kent, "What's she doing here?"

Kent glanced awkwardly at Tia, then back at Brandon, "Your dad brought her in as legal personnel."

Tia was surprised, "Ah? Mr. Crawley is your actual dad?"

"Mr. Crawley" was what she called Daniel.

Daniel was the head honcho of the current travel and resort subsidiary, and

everyone there referred to him as Mr. Crawley.

Brandon didn't look at her, and just kept his eyes on Kent, "The subsidiary doesn't need legal personnel. Once the work handover is complete, compensate and dismiss as per the labor contract."

Kent, getting the drift of what Brandon was aiming at and worried Tia might press her luck, quickly smiled at her, "Ms. Temple, why don't you head back to the office?"

Ignoring him, Tia turned to Brandon, visibly upset, "Brandon, I haven't screwed up my job. On what grounds can you just fire me like that? Is this how Starlight Group treats its employees?"

"The department is dissolving, and there are no suitable positions available for the staff concerned, so we have to terminate the labor contract. Rest assured, Ms. Temple, you'll get every penny of compensation you're

he said to Kent, "Escort her out. I need to speak

persuade her to leave, quickly called

resentful, shot back at Brandon, “Brandon,

towards the meeting room. Kent hurried to

stepped inside but didn't sit down, instead turning to face Kent

has deleted a section from the

stunned, "How could that

The missing footage exposed the relationship between Sophia and Theresa, and he wasn't

of this sort

She wanted to hide her relationship with Theresa then, and she was

from the 17th until today," Brandon

Kent nodded, "Got it."

how's that call log I asked

to handle. I told him to send it to

up with Tia and work handover, haven't checked my email yet." Kent quickly added, "I'll

nodded, "Get on the surveillance

Kent

on the

to the whole company.” He said, “Right

what pretext?" Brandon replied, "Mr.

left the

see if Jerry had sent over the call log, while simultaneously arranging the distribution of pastries in

and hands to help.

delegated the task in

like his own shock, everyone was more puzzled than anything else about distributing pastries company-wide, since it wasn't exactly a festive occasion. "Mr. Crawley's just had a baby

distribution in his work group

did Mr. Crawley

moly. Mr. Crawley's

you're pulling my leg, right? Does Mr. Crawley even look like father

we've ever seen Mr. Crawley take time off for maternity check-ups with his

be the type to spoil his wife rotten. No matter how busy, he'd make time for baby appointments,

dreamboat, Mr. Crawley, has gone and secretly tied the knot and had kids on the down-low. Guess my

you wouldn't stand a chance. The queue of ladies wanting to marry Mr.

dream without getting slapped awake? Boo-hoo. Why did Mr. Crawley have to brutally shatter my

all the way and hide his little princess too? As long as Mr. Crawley doesn't go public, all the girls in the company have the right to

I

a care and roughly understood why Brandon had decided to suddenly announce the joyful news of his daughter. He was cutting

easy to broadcast the news about a wife who hadn't been won back yet, but a daughter was a sure

typed a message in the group chat, "Alright, alright, that's enough. Get ready to hand out the pastries and beware, I might screenshot

revealing the defiance from the group

lined up neatly in a

help but laugh and cry, sending

this world than

still having to put on a brave face and

"Count me in."

"Me too."

"We all are."

responses, someone finally asked the burning

daughter, she's not that little cutie