Chapter 518

Brandon was still caught up in the hustle, busying himself before grinding to a halt again.

He was hit with the memory of Daniel packing his bags, not dressed in his usual chill-at-home gear, but rather like he was about to hit the road when the night was

still young.

Although Daniel had got the travel bug, taking off for a road trip at night didn't exactly scream "normal".

Brandon couldn't help but furrow his brow, calling Nell, the guy who had specially got Daniel's back. The call connected in no time.

"Is my dad hitting the hay yet?" Brandon asked.

Nell on the other end probably didn't see this call coming, stammering a bit.

"Chairman Crawley stepped out," he said.

"Where to?" Brandon probed.

"Just said he'd take a stroll around the nearby cities," Nell replied.

Brandon pushed, "Which city?"

"The Chairman didn't spill," Nell's voice faded a bit.

dropped a

of pressure, and Nell caved, stuttering

"What?"

feet, "What's he up to in Zion

the business jargon, nor could he recall, "I couldn't remember clearly; it's about the site. He mentioned how you're young and skeptical about all this auspicious stuff, how many have fallen because they didn't believe. He's going to keep an eye out, make sure you

had bent Nell's ear about it plenty, didn't understand the techy stuff,

work at the right time. Worried about potential bad omens, he

"Got it."

up, and

the courteous customer service

tried Daniel's driver, Jason. Same story, phone off. Clearly, Daniel's playing keep away to

grim face, Brandon hung up, stepped out of the study, and knocked on the door where Grace

situation at the company, gotta jet to Zion City now. Keep Theresa safe for me, ring me if anything pops up, and if you can't get me, buzz her

spooked by his sternness, and nodded automatically, "Sure

her shoulder; he peeked at

and flipped upright at lightning speed, fumbling for her clothes while mumbling at Brandon, "I'm coming

handle some urgent work stuff, middle of the night at the construction site, and Theresa was just a little tyke; he couldn't

hang tight with your auntie and godmother here, get some good sleep, and

clambering up, tiny fingers clenching Brandon's sleeve with a vice grip, shaking her head like her life depended on it, "No, I don't want that. I wanna go

by her sudden meltdown. Just then, his phone, which he had just

the line. Brandon couldn't help but let go of one of

cling to Brandon's arm like it was a lifeline. Brandon had to steady her with one hand

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