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

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

it's like dragging a stalled negotiation

Ferber say?" Brandon asked with a casual air, not particularly concerned with Harvey's

which meant they held

him big time —a real whopper of a surprise," Kent relayed Ferber's exact

shot him a look. "What kind of surprise could he possibly have up his

head. "Mr.

Brandon frowned slightly.

document to Brandon, moving on to the next topic. "Oh, by the 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 Poe is hoping you could chip in as

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

went to you?" Brandon asked as he took

meet with you directly, but since you weren't a student during his tenure, he thought it

could understand President

only been at West District High for the

a heart for

brought even more prestige to the century-old institution, boosting

focused not just on academic abilities but also on

idea to build the science hall and his proposal to seek help from

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

was undoubtedly the

relationship. Plus, with Brandon being so busy and Poe not wanting to impose, he'd approached Kent, Brandon's assistant, to test the waters

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,

was no big deal for him to support the construction of a science hall at his alma mater, and he was more than

He

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

to call Don

"Hold on."

a sudden