The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 418

Martin still couldn't wrap his head around Marian's noggin. This wasn't some dusty old document she could bury and forget about, reducing the risk of exposure.

It was a construction project, something that was going public once it was up and running. Whether it was a rip-off or not, the person involved could tell at a glance, especially when they were right under her nose.

But all this was something he would have to deal with behind closed doors when he got back home.

Martin glanced up at Brandon, "I can roll with most of what you're saying, but asking Marian to come clean about not being Yolanda? That's a gamble I'm not willing to take."

He was being upfront about it.

His reluctance to take the risk wasn't out of cowardice like Marian might have been. He wasn't scared of getting an earful for bringing in an impostor. He was worried about how the old man would take it if he found out the granddaughter he had his heart set on was a fake. He didn't think the old man could handle that blow.

Right now, Martin had got a whole lot on his plate, with a fire in his chest that he couldn't put out. Just thinking about the mess Marian had stirred up got his blood boiling with nowhere to vent.

"She needs to cut ties with Yolanda, once and for all."

Brandon was digging his heels in on this one, "I warned you before, don't let the wolf in. But you had to go your own way. Now she's gone and done this under Yolanda's name, tarnishing her rep. There's no way I'm letting her carry on like this."

"Can you give me some time?"

Martin looked at Brandon, "I need to talk to the doctor first, gauge grandpa's reaction, check out his health, and then make a call. Just give me some time, okay?"

"And what if your call turns out to be a no-go?"

Brandon shot back, "You're just gonna let her keep playing pretend? Even if she comes clean in Marian's name, Yolanda's the one left holding the bag."

was at a loss

name it. We keep this quiet, I'll squash today's news, and

the least damaging solution he

old man, and he could make sure to apologize and compensate where it

shot down his

publicly. A media blackout only goes so far, but it can't cover

feeling the headache coming

two days," he pleaded with Brandon. "Just two days, can you do that?

day!" Brandon held his gaze, "I can only give you one day! By

a heavy heart, "Alright. I'll

that, Martin was already out

crowd was still waiting in the lobby, all with different expressions on

everyone couldn't help but stand up and

to ask, "How'd it go? Did

"Let's talk back home."

coolly and turned to

I'm truly sorry about the design issue. I'll make sure

from my

graciously, not pressing

wait

the situation with the guests and reporters, then left with Louis and Marian in

the way, Louis was beside himself with worry, bombarding Martin with questions about what exactly was going on and whether he had finalized any

looking at Martin,