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

in warmth came a wave of pressure, and

"What?"

to in Zion City?" Brandon's voice had

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

it plenty, didn't understand the techy stuff, but

was that Brandon, riding high on youth, didn't buy into auspicious stuff, didn't want to start work at the right time. Worried about

"Got it."

signed off, hung up, and tried calling

the courteous customer service

off. Clearly, Daniel's playing keep away to stop Brandon from swooping in last minute, so he'd cut off all lines of

stepped out of the study, and knocked on the door where Grace and Theresa

a bit of a 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

his sternness,

slipped past her shoulder; he

wind of the commotion or just sensing something, suddenly snapped her eyes open, and flipped upright at lightning speed, fumbling for her clothes while mumbling at Brandon, "I'm

at the construction site, and Theresa was just a little tyke; he couldn't drag

good sleep, and we'll come get you bright and early," he soothed her, scooping

panic-stricken, 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

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

was Kent on the line. Brandon couldn't help

like it was

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