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.

tone dropped a notch,

in warmth came a wave of pressure, and Nell caved, stuttering out, "Headed to

"What?"

"What's he up to in Zion City?" Brandon's

a construction site." Nell didn't dear to lie. Being just a caregiver, he didn't know a thing about all the business jargon, nor could he recall, "I couldn't remember clearly; it's about the site.

about it plenty, didn't understand the techy stuff, but he knew auspicious things

stuff, didn't want to start work at the right time. Worried about potential bad omens, he insisted on overseeing

"Got it."

signed off, hung up, and

is switched off." the courteous customer service voice echoed

tried Daniel's driver, Jason. Same story, phone off. Clearly, Daniel's playing keep away to stop Brandon from swooping in last minute, so he'd cut off all

stepped out of the study, and knocked on the door

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

a tad spooked by his sternness, and nodded

her shoulder; he

her eyes open, and flipped upright at lightning speed, fumbling

to handle some urgent work stuff, middle of the night at the construction site, and Theresa was just a little tyke; he

care of work, Theresa. You hang tight with your auntie and godmother here, get some good sleep, and we'll come get you bright and

Brandon's sleeve with a vice grip, shaking her head like her life depended on it, "No, I don't

meltdown. Just then, his phone, which he had just

the line. Brandon

like it was a

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