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.

Brandon raised it to his lips and looked at Marian without a trace of emotion, "Excuse me for the interruption, but please mention your words, Ms. Barlow. Yolanda is Yolanda, and Ms. Barlow is Ms. Barlow. Please

Sophia glanced at Brandon.

we hope Miss Barlow can

to try. But because my personal style is quite

wanted to say she saw the unclaimed blueprint on the seat but, catching 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 bag with

throw it away. But when I unfolded it, I was blown away by the design.

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

a rush to get back to work and didn't think too much of it at the time, so I just shoved it into 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

something I designed for him. He was so surprised and touched. At that moment, I didn't know what came over me, I just couldn't bear to

people

humiliated but 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

I'd come 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

pulled up