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?"

concerned, so we have to

he said to Kent, "Escort her out.

leave, quickly called

reluctant and resentful, shot back at Brandon,

walking towards the meeting room. Kent

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

section

stunned, "How

missing footage exposed the

history of this

in Skyrim City mall's surveillance, Ivan had done this for her before. She wanted to hide her relationship with Theresa then, and she was capable of

near the surveillance room from the 17th until today," Brandon looked

Kent nodded, "Got it."

log I asked

him to send it

Tia and work handover, haven't checked my email yet."

on the surveillance issue

away,” Kent nodded

turned to leave, his hand on the

the whole company.” He

catching on, "Under what pretext?" Brandon replied, "Mr.

left the meeting

see if Jerry had sent over the

to help. They'd had lots of events before and had a

the task in the

puzzled than anything else about distributing pastries company-wide, since it wasn't exactly a festive occasion. "Mr. Crawley's

the pastries distribution in his work group chat, and as he expected, the

Mr. Crawley tie

Mr. Crawley's

leg, right? Does Mr.

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

proper, not chasing skirts - he'd be the type

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

Mr. Crawley weren't married with kids, you wouldn't stand a chance. The queue of ladies wanting to marry Mr. Crawley at our company stretches out to

slapped awake?

announcement. Why couldn't he keep it hush-hush all the way and hide his little princess too? As long as

I bury my head in the sand, Mr. Crawley

roughly understood why Brandon had decided to suddenly announce the joyful news of his daughter. He was cutting off any fantasy-fueled

was not easy to broadcast the news about a wife who hadn't been won

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

met with a barrage of emojis, revealing the defiance from the group in a

emoji lined up neatly in

couldn't help but laugh and cry, sending

in this world than watching

have kids, and still having to put on a brave face

"Count me in."

"Me too."

"We all are."

of responses, someone finally asked the

Crawley's daughter, she's not that little cutie he brought to