The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 580

Chapter 575

The moment the car door slammed shut, the vehicle took off like a shot out of a cannon.

Augus had no clue where Brandon and Kent were taking him or what they were up to. He didn't dare to ask. His hands nervously twisted together on his lap, and he sat close to the car door, not daring to get too cozy with Brandon, let alone ask out loud.

Brandon didn't make a peep either, sitting up straight and proper, his handsome face calm yet imposing, with an aura that was downright suffocating.

In the face of such a Brandon, Augus didn't dare twitch a muscle; the psychological pressure was cranked up to the max with no outlet in sight. And neither Brandon nor Kent were giving him any room to breathe.

Kent floored it, the car's speed escalating by the second. Neither of them uttered a word the whole way.

The oppressive silence in the cramped darkness of the car seemed to amplify Augus's anxiety, creating an interrogation room vibe that was uniquely intimidating.

Even though Augus tried to psych himself up, telling himself that Brandon didn't know anything -otherwise, he wouldn't be here in person instead of calling the cops - this mental pep talk crumbled the moment he remembered how Brandon dealt with Dennis and Marian at Moonlight Resort & Spa earlier that afternoon. Brandon never played a hand he wasn't sure he could win; he wasn't here for Augus's lame excuses.

His thoughts, jumping around like a cat on a hot tin roof, came crashing down when Kent pulled up in front of what looked like a forsaken old villa. Augus's defenses collapsed, and he slumped in his seat, unable to muster the will to

move.

Brandon and Kent had already stepped out of the car.

against the night. Kent glanced through the car window, his

Augus, fearing this new Kent, fumbled

was shaky and stammering. "You'll find out soon enough

Kent turned and walked towards the

choice, Augus dragged his leaden

already sitting at the other end of the

of his handsome face was cloaked in shadow, with the flickering street light casting an uncertain glow on his features. His eyes

managed to utter, his voice quivering under the

the empty

"Th-thank you."

more of Brandon's crushing presence. Instinctively wanting to stand, he was promptly pushed back down by Kent's

no choice but to look at Brandon, who was staring back at

and deliberately,

by the question, pausing for a

a light pat, "He's

but with eyes reddening,

cold and fierce, like an animal stepped on in its sore spot, ready

spill it; the burden had been tormenting

outburst, "All that crap about me having information on her, it's all fake, fake! It was all a bluff

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