The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 435

After taking a bow, Marian grabbed the microphone. Her eyes were already moist before she could even speak, as if she was holding back tears.

The rustling from the audience ceased at her gesture.

Everyone looked at her with concern.

"I'm sorry," Marian sniffled, remorsefully addressing the assembly. It took her a moment to steady her emotions before she slowly started, "Standing here today, I want to formally apologize to Miss Sophia. Due to my cowardice, when my family mistakenly believed her work was mine, I failed to correct them immediately, leading to a whole series of misunderstandings."

Brandon's brows furrowed slightly as his gaze bore into Marian.

Marian didn't dare meet Brandon's eyes and shifted her gaze away, continuing softly," The company decided to launch this project three months ago, and as I'm an architect and the granddaughter, my brother wanted me..."

Brandon motioned for the microphone from a reporter next to him.

The reporter hesitated but quickly complied, handing the microphone to Brandon.

emotion, "Excuse me for the interruption, but please mention your words, Ms. Barlow. Yolanda is Yolanda, and Ms. Barlow is

Sophia glanced at Brandon.

return her back, just calmly stated to Marian on stage, "Additionally, we hope Miss Barlow can give an objective account of the events

a chance to try. But because my personal style is quite postmodern, I couldn't design

Brandon's intense gaze with the microphone in his hand, she swallowed her words and hesitated before revealing the day's events: "There was an adorable little girl sitting there playing. I thought she was cute, so I went over to make her laugh. She happened to be holding a bottle

was nowhere to be seen. Thinking it was discarded, I picked it up to throw it away. But when I unfolded it, I was blown away by the design. I guessed it might be important,

not finding it, I think handing the blueprint to the reception would have been safer," Brandon cut her off,

my bag. I didn't come across the little girl in the following days and slowly forgot about it. Until last month, when a friend's father had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, I rushed him to the hospital. Our families are old friends, so my family also came over quickly. Later, when we were going back in the car, I was searching for

blueprint and thought it was something I designed for him. He was so surprised and touched. At that moment, I didn't know what came

buzz spread through the venue as people murmured their varying

laid bare her story under Brandon's unspoken pressure. Between the lines, she was justifying her actions as not wanting to disappoint her grandfather and then went along with the mistake. Following that impulsive decision, she was plagued by guilt and tried several times to come clean to Louis and Martin but always lacked the courage. Growing up as the exemplary 'child from another family,' she had never committed an error

up with a new design to replace that one and then confess my mistake. That's why I was burning the midnight oil trying to come up with a new design, but before I could finish, Martin registered the project, which I never saw

towards the computer, Marian pulled up the design she had intended