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.

would surely get

boils down to this: since Harvey's asking for a favor, the ball's

dragging

Mr. Ferber say?" Brandon asked with a casual air, not particularly concerned

under his control, which meant they held all the cards,

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

of surprise could he possibly

shook his head. "Mr.

Brandon frowned slightly.

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

way, they can guarantee the quality and hopefully

took the proposal and skimmed it briefly, noticing the

yet," Kent said. "President Poe originally wanted to meet with you directly, but since you weren't a student during his tenure, he thought it might

could understand President Poe's

West District High for

and a heart

up the school's discipline and brought even more prestige to the century-old institution, boosting its

but also

was restricted, hence his idea to build the science hall and his proposal to seek help from prominent

had to be more than just wealthy; they had to be an outstanding alumnus with a solid

was undoubtedly the

with Brandon, nor did he share the bond of a teacher-student relationship. Plus, with Brandon being so busy and Poe not wanting to impose,

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

was no big deal for him to support the construction of a science hall at

He wasn't interested in

ready to make arrangements. "I'll get in touch

about to

"Hold on."

Brandon had a sudden change of