Chapter 598

With the year winding down, it's crunch time for all the branch offices and

departments to wrap up their annual summaries, so the emails are just pouring in

like crazy.

Brandon stares at the endless barrage of unread emails on his computer screen, his hand resting on the mouse, but he doesn't have the slightest urge to click on any of them. His eyes are glued to the screen, but his mind is a total blank, and his heart feels just as empty. Ever since the accident with Sophia, his once cherished job has become unbearable almost overnight.

Suddenly, he's just lost interest in the world; nothing sparks joy anymore. Everything seems so bland, and time just drags on, each second feeling like an eternity. Brandon's gaze drifts from the screen to a photo of Sophia on his desk. He stares at her peaceful, smiling face, motionless.

Right on cue, a series of knocks at the door breaks the silence, and the slightly ajar study door swings open.

"Mr. Crawley, your coffee is ready," Grace says as she enters with a freshly brewed cup, speaking softly.

norm. Over the past few months, Brandon has been like this nearly every day, often only retreating to his study after Theresa has gone to sleep. He spends most of the night there, just zoning out to Sophia's picture—a far

able to move

sets the coffee on the desk and gently advises, "Mr. Crawley, don't

lost in the picture of Sophia. He then instructs her in a low voice, "Keep

linger, she sets down the coffee and quickly leaves. As soon as she reaches the

to answer it, surprised to

exclaims,

Crawley

head, "No,

him. You go on with what

open them until he gets to the bottom of the page where there's an email from Kent with attached blueprints for

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