Chapter 616

After saying that, Kent couldn't help but sneak a worried glance at Brandon, whose face, devoid of anger, remained unchanged.

"Mr. Crawley?" He called out again, anxiety creeping into his voice.

"I got it; you can head back now," Brandon finally spoke up.

"What about the school centennial event at West District High tomorrow?" Kent hesitated, "Should we tell President Poe you're feeling under the weather and skip it?"

"No need." Brandon turned slightly, his gaze piercing through the living room to

rest on Sophia's photo on the desk, "I'll be there on time."

"Alright." Kent replied softly, "Grace has prepared some food for you; maybe you should eat something."

"I'm not hungry." Brandon cut him off, "You go back now."

"But..." Kent cast a worried glance at his haggard face, "your body..."

"Just go back."

that, Brandon had already closed the door. He walked over to

gentle features. He remembered the body in the morgue, distorted beyond recognition, his chest torn open as if an invisible claw was wildly ripping and stirring inside, making every breath

her name in a

he doubled over. Inadvertently, he knocked things off the desk, and the loud crash startled Kent, who was just

came back, wanting to knock on the door, but his

in the end, he could

a raspy response came from

floor, but stared blankly

hiding Sophia's face. Brandon stared at the overturned album for a

in the album still smiled with gentle tranquility, untouched by

motionless. On the phone lying on the floor, a message

this afternoon? The plans have been revised

message was a revised set of

didn't change, and he didn't look at his phone. Instead,

like that through

had waited all night

an all- nighter to finish the design revisions and sent them to Brandon before the end of the workday, not wanting to delay his after-hours

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