The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 593

"Yeah, I'm in the living room," Grace said as she ushered her guest inside.

Brandon was busy building blocks with Theresa when he noticed Kent walking in. He looked up and asked, "Did you finish checking the surveillance footage with Mr. Ferber?"

Kent nodded.

"What's he looking for?" Brandon inquired.

"A girl," Kent replied.

Brandon's brow furrowed slightly as he waited for Kent to continue.

"The person was wearing a uniform from one of our company's branches, so Mr. Ferber is hoping the company can help track down her details."

Kent handed his phone to Brandon as he spoke, showing a photo of the girl Harvey Ferber was looking for.

But the mall was so crowded, they couldn't get a clear shot of the girl's face-just a vague impression of a young lady with a fresh and elegant vibe.

"What's her name?" Brandon asked.

"They didn't say," Kent answered. "Mr. Ferber mentioned she wasn't using her real identity info, so mentioning it would be pointless."

"So he expects you to go on a wild goose chase across the entire company with just this surveillance snap?" Brandon questioned.

Kent nodded. "That's the gist of it."

"That's a real pain in the neck," Brandon said as he stood up and looked at Kent. "You agreed to that?"

Kent shook his head. "I didn't commit to anything specific, just said I'd do my best."

And 'doing my best' could mean a whole lot or very little-plenty of wiggle room there.

Ferber would surely

favor, the ball's in their court to decide how much they

dragging a stalled negotiation

say?" Brandon asked with a casual air, not particularly

under his control, which meant they held all the

Crawley could help find the girl in the photo, he'd owe him big time —a real whopper of a surprise," Kent relayed Ferber's exact words

shot him a look. "What kind of surprise could

head. "Mr. Ferber didn't

Brandon frowned slightly.

West District High contacted me today. You know the school's planning to build a new science hall, but funds are tight.

bill, but to lend the company's construction team. That way, they can guarantee the quality and hopefully shave some costs to

contact me directly? Instead, he went to you?" Brandon asked as he took the proposal and skimmed it briefly, noticing the absence of design

wanted to meet with you directly, but since you weren't a student during his

could understand President Poe's

only been at West District High for

big dreams and a heart

and brought even more prestige to

on academic abilities but

teaching was restricted, hence his idea to build the science hall and his proposal

the candidate had to be more than just wealthy; they had to be an outstanding

was undoubtedly

did he share the bond of a teacher-student relationship. Plus, with Brandon being so busy and Poe not wanting to impose, he'd approached Kent, Brandon's assistant, to test the

closed the proposal and handed it back to Kent. "If they don't have a suitable design yet, have Don whip up one pro bono." Brandon had been so wrapped up in work these past years, he'd neglected the social niceties, though he'd still make occasional donations to the school. But with little interaction with the

him to support the construction of a science hall at his alma mater, and he was more than

was another story. He wasn't interested in that kind

agreed, ready to make arrangements. "I'll get in touch with Mr. Dempsey right

to

"Hold on."

seemed like Brandon had a sudden change of