The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

"Jasper, you're back," Justin greeted with a faint smile. Even so, his grip on Alyssa only tightened, showing no sign of letting her go. His eyes gleamed with an

intense possessiveness.

Alyssa's heart skipped a beat. As she looked into Jasper's deep, distant eyes, tears welled up quietly. At that moment, she felt her entanglement with Justin was nothing short of disgraceful.

Nevertheless, having come this far with her act, she knew all her efforts would be in vain if she gave up now. So, she had no choice but to keep playing her part.

Instead of pulling away from Justin, she even curved her lips slightly in a faint smile.

"Hi, Mr. Jasper."

Mr. Jasper?

Jasper's expression darkened. His fists clenched, his eyes unreadable.

"W-What are you two up to?" he asked hoarsely.

Justin's eyes twinkled slightly as he maintained his calm, elegant smile. "I hosted a guest at Seaview Manor tonight. We happened to discuss a business partnership, so I invited Lyse over for dinner as well.

"We just finished, and I was about to send her home. If I'd known you were coming tonight, I would've asked you to join us."

"Join us?" Jasper forced a cold smirk. "If I were around, you probably wouldn't have the appetite to eat. Besides, wouldn't I have ruined the mood for you and Ms. Alyssa?"

His icy, mocking words pierced Alyssa's heart. Her gaze faltered.

"Jasper, you're much more adorable now than before. At the very least, you've developed a sense of humor."

Justin brushed past Jasper casually, still holding Alyssa by the hand. "It's getting late. I'd better send Lyse home so she can rest. We'll chat another time."

As Alyssa passed Jasper, her silky dark hair brushed lightly against his shoulder, carrying a familiar scent that lingered in the air.

His heart thudded violently, and he parted his lips slightly. He couldn't help turning around, only to see the frail Justin, who was always afraid of the cold, removing his wool coat and draping it gently over Alyssa's shoulders by the door.

For some reason, Jasper's heartbeat quickened uncontrollably. He stared fixedly at Alyssa's back, waiting. Waiting for her-the woman who had always hated Justin-to refuse his kind gesture.

But instead, she lifted her alluring face toward Justin and smiled sweetly. "Thank you," she said.

"No worries. The night breeze is chilly. I wouldn't want you to catch a cold."

Jasper watched helplessly as the two left together, Justin's arm casually resting around the small of Alyssa's back.

To Jasper, Justin's gentlemanly gestures were nothing but a blatant claim of ownership. He clenched his jaw so hard he could taste the tang of blood at the back of his throat as his chest rose and fell heavily.

Seaview Manor was cloaked in silence in the dead of night.

After everything that had happened, the place no longer felt like a home. It was more like an extravagant yet desolate palace—a stage for power struggles.

Xavier hurried through the dim, empty corridor, its creepy atmosphere resembling that of a horror movie set. No timid soul would dare linger here for long.

Fortunately, Xavier wasn't afraid of ghosts. He'd met people far more terrifying than any ghost.

"Mr. Beckett, are you in there? It's me!"

He knocked urgently. After a moment, a muffled voice came from within. "Come in..."

Xavier pushed the door open and froze in shock. Empty bottles of red

wine, whiskey, and other spirits

littered the coffee table or

One even

rolled to a stop at his feet.

The room was dimly lit by a single floor lamp. Jasper sat slumped on the floor,

leaning against the couch, chugging red wine straight from the bottle.

"Mr. Beckett, what are you doing? You shouldn't be drinking like this-not in your current condition!"

Frightened and frustrated, Xavier

ет

rushed over, snatching the empty bottle from Jasper's hand. With all his strength, he helped him sit upright on the couch.

"Dr. Lovelace warned you repeatedly. The medication he developed can keep your condition stable, but you must not overdrink or let your emotions spiral!

"If your central nervous system is thrown off again and the medicine loses its

effect, not even God can save you! Is this really what you want?"

"I'm fine. I just wanted a drink. My chest feels tight."

Jasper closed his eyes wearily, his breath heavy with alcohol.

"A drink? It looks like you've finished every drop in your wine cabinet! At this rate, you'll be reaching for the white wine next!"

Xavier hurried to pour a glass of warm water, then found two tablets and helped Jasper swallow them.

Julien's medication supply was

already running low. Xavier knew he had to contact him soon to replenish it before Jasper's conditiono

spiraled out of control.

Concerned, Xavier asked, "What happened, Mr. Beckett? Why are you drinking like this?"

"Xavier, my chest... feels tight."

Still tipsy, Jasper thumped his fist weakly against his chest.

Worried he might hurt himself, Xavier caught his hand. "What happened? Did that bastard Justin give you trouble again? Tell me!"

"Alyssa... do you really have to take your act this far?"

Jasper's bleary eyes half-closed as he muttered, "Are you really just pretending? Or... have you already fallen for him?"

Xavier was stunned. "Him" could only mean Justin.

"Mr. Beckett, to be honest, deep down, you've never moved on from Madam Alyssa... You still care about her, don't you? You still love her, right?"

As Xavier spoke, he discreetly took out his phone and turned on the recorder, hoping to capture Jasper's confession.

But in the end, all he recorded was Jasper's soft snores-he had already passed out drunk on the couch.

Chapter 700

Patricia watched Marian's silhouette fade away at the restaurant's entrance, her smile slowly vanishing with it. Once Marian was out of sight, Patricia's expression turned serious and anxious again.

She reached for her phone on the table, unlocked it, and was about to open an app when she hesitated, as if it were something dangerous. She tossed the phone back onto the table, taking deep breaths to calm herself. But after only a couple of seconds, her trembling hand reached for the phone again.

With a few more deep breaths, she nervously opened the search engine and typed in the phone number for YUCN University. Seeing the numbers pop up on the screen, she steadied herself and dialed.

"Hello, could you please tell me if there's still a teacher named Wendy Cooper at your university?"

Next door at another restaurant

Sophia and Brandon had just arrived in their reserved private room when they ran into President Poe.

President Poe seemed surprised to see Brandon there. He paused for a moment, then broke into a wide grin. "Brandon? What brings you here today?"

As he spoke, he walked over and gave Brandon a friendly pat on the shoulder before turning to Sophia with a smile. "You two have already met, I assume? No introductions needed?"

Sophia shook her head with a smile. "No need, we've met."

"Good to hear," President Poe said with a chuckle. "I was going to introduce you two earlier, but I know how busy Brandon is with work. I didn't want to impose."

Brandon chuckled, "You should have introduced us sooner, President."

President Poe looked at him in surprise, teasing, "Did I hear that right? Brandon, the guy who lives and breathes work, actually wanted to meet a girl? Just the other day, the former principal and your class advisor were chatting about you. They said you're one of the most outstanding students but also the one they worry about the most. Apparently, a few of you have been openly dating, including you and the top student, someone named Sophia, I think."

Brandon cleared his throat, slightly embarrassed.

Sophia looked at President Poe, puzzled. "What?"

Her surprised expression amused President Poe, who gestured for them to sit and continued, "You're surprised too, huh? You seemed like such a model student, but

it turns out you dared to have a high school romance."

"Are we even dating?" Sophia couldn't help but ask, glancing at Brandon, surprised by the revelation.

Brandon looked at her, then turned back to President Poe with a grin. "President, you're spreading rumors now."

President Poe laughed heartily. "Not dating? Really? Your advisor said he used to see you waiting at the school gate every day, walking home together, attending night classes together. He was so worried you two would get too involved and neglect your studies. But he didn't want to talk to you directly and risk upsetting you, so he lost sleep over it for days. In the end, he had no choice but to separate you two in class-one east, one west, one in front, one in back. That's how he nipped your little romance in the bud."

Sophia was speechless.

Brandon gave President Poe an amused look. "Make sure to thank him for me, will you?"

President Poe, missing the sarcasm, nodded cheerfully. "I'll be sure to pass that on."

Brandon smiled, then suddenly pulled Sophia closer, turning to President Poe. "Let me formally introduce you: my girlfriend, and wife, Sophia."

President Poe was taken aback. "She's Sophia?"

Sophia shyly smiled and greeted him, "Hello, President Poe."

"Really, Sophia?" President Poe was still in shock.

He wasn't one to

to keep up with

celebrity news, so he might not have recognized her from there. But

was familiar with Sophia and Brandon's achievements as students. Still, he hadn't personally taught them and was a bit face-blind; a change of hairstyle could completely throw him off. He just never connected the dots between the Sophia in front of him and the Sophia from the school's stories.

Brandon looked at him with a smile. "President, shouldn't you have kept a photo of such an outstanding student?"

"Even with a photo, I wouldn't remember faces," President Poe admitted, still a bit bewildered. He turned to Sophia, "Weren't you called Arlene Bright before?"

He worried he was mistaken and flipped open the folder he brought, revealing the science center design proposal. But the designer's name was now clearly "Sophia."

President Poe frowned in confusion.

"I was Arlene before," Sophia explained apologetically. "But I'm also Sophia."

"Then..." President Poe was still confused, turning to Brandon. "If she's your wife, why did you ask me for her WhatsApp?"

"That's a long story," Brandon said. "I'll explain it all to you another time. In any case, thank you."

He was genuinely grateful if it hadn't been for the science center's design competition at the university, he might never have known Sophia was still alive.

He and Sophia might have remained unaware of each other's existence, drifting further apart in their separate worlds.

"I can't take credit for that," President Poe responded with a laugh, turning to Sophia. "It's all thanks to Sophia's talent that her work stood out and caught your

eye."

"It was your appreciation that made it possible," Sophia politely replied.

Brandon chuckled as he joined in, "Sophia's talents are undeniable, but it also takes someone with a good eye to recognize them, President Poe. Here's to you." He raised his glass in a toast, while his other hand gently placed a freshly poured cup of warm tea into Sophia's hand. Smiling, he explained to President Poe, "Sophia's not feeling her best, so she'll be sticking to tea instead of wine."

President Poe grinned, "Absolutely, I don't think young ladies should feel pressured to drink at events like these."

With that, he raised his own glass, clinking it against Brandon's and Sophia's before taking a hearty sip.

As they settled back into their seats, the conversation naturally drifted back to the design plans for the science center.

While President Poe was absorbedChapter 701

"Hey, Auntie."

As soon as Sophia stepped out of the private room, she answered the phone.

"Sophia, are you busy?"

Amanda's familiar voice came through the line.

"Yes, I'm discussing work with a client," Sophia replied softly.

On the other end, Amanda frowned, "You haven't fully recovered yet, so why are you working? What's up with that man? He brings you back without a word, and then you're off to work immediately?"

"It's not like that. It's not his fault," Sophia quickly defended Brandon. "He's been really good to me. It's my choice to work. It's not even that exhausting, just a bit of paperwork that I can finish in half an hour. You don't need to worry."

"You always defend him," Amanda said with a hint of displeasure. "A man who drags you away against your will, who knows what he's really like? Don't just believe everything he says. Keep your guard up."

This wasn't the first time Amanda had expressed her doubts about Brandon.

Sophia found it difficult to communicate with Amanda on this matter. She appeared easygoing, but she was strong-willed. Once she decided Brandon was a problem, no amount of explanation from Sophia would change her mind. Amanda just assumed Sophia was charmed by his looks and was defending him at every turn.

Unable to reach an understanding with Amanda, Sophia opted to change the subject. "So, Auntie, why did you call?"

Amanda's attention shifted as expected. "Oh, we were supposed to have lunch today, right? Harvey has something urgent, and I need to go over there, so I can't make it for lunch. Just calling to let you know."

"No worries, we can reschedule," Sophia replied, feeling a slight sense of relief. Hearing Amanda's concerned tone, she couldn't help but ask, "Is Mr. Ferber alright?"

"He's fine, no need to worry," Amanda said, not offering further details.

"Alright," Sophia didn't press further. "If you need anything, just let me know."

While talking, Sophia stood in the hallway outside the private room, leaning on the railing. Initially, she positioned herself where Brandon could see her but the restaurant was busy and as she unconsciously stepped aside to let people pass, she gradually moved out of Brandon's sight without noticing. s

Brandon, however, did notice. His eyes followed Sophia from the moment she

picked up the phone. When she stopped at the doorway, he felt a bit more at ease but his gaze never strayed from her.

President Poe, reviewing some

design plans, occasionally glanced up at Brandon, noting his

unwavering attention on Sophia. He couldn't resist teasing, "Keeping,

sucha

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off"

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Brandon just shook his head with a chuckle, apologizing to President Poe, "I

should go check on her."

With that, he got up and left.

On the phone, Amanda continued to give Sophia some random advice

before her assistant urged her to

wrap up the call. After saying

goodbye, Sophia hung up and

signed in relief, turning to head back.

s

The hallway was narrow and bustling with people. As Sophia triChapter 702

Sophia instinctively reached up to her forehead, her brows knitting together in

pain.

"Quick, chase them! They went that way, go find them!"

In the frosty forest, the crunching footsteps and angry shouts echoed through the snow-covered landscape.

A little girl dressed in a pale white parka was pulling another girl clad in a bright red coat, both running for their lives through the snow.

The girl in the red coat was sobbing, saying she couldn't run anymore.

But the girl in the white parka kept dragging her along, desperate to keep moving.

Suddenly, the girl in the red coat tripped over something, pulling the girl in the white parka down with her.

The girl in the red coat burst into tears.

The girl in the white parka scrambled to her feet, quickly covering her friend's mouth with her hand, then crouched down to lift her onto her back, trying to carry her.

But with their similar sizes, she could barely move, and not knowing how to carry someone properly, she stumbled through the snow, only to have the red coat girl's foot catch on a dried-out tree branch, sending them both tumbling to the ground.

The girl in the white parka hugged the other tightly as they rolled down a small slope, finally coming to a halt when her knee slammed into a protruding rock. The pain made tears spring to her eyes instantly, but at least their fall had stopped.

The girl in the red coat scrambled to her feet, looking helplessly at her friend.

Despite the pain and the urge to cry, the girl in the white parka bit her lip to hold back her tears. She tried to stand, using the rock for support, but the pain was too much, and the tears flowed freely as she failed to rise.

angry footsteps and

the red coat was paralyzed

the white parka struggled to get up, but

eyes lit up when she

told her to run to the cabin, where her mom, dad, and big brother would be. They would recognize the bracelet. She

the bright red coat wouldn't draw attention in the snow, the girl in the

hesitated, taking the bracelet and

her to go,

summoning

white parka watched her friend

the snow, until

scared, hungry, and exhausted, but she didn't dare close her eyes of

the sky turned from bright to dark, and

came.

Her friend didn't return.

parents, and big brother never

bracelet on Marian's wrist, tears streaming down her cheeks without her even

through her mind like

completely, making her forget

watched Sophia with growing alarm. She knew it was the bracelet

had been classmates for two years

seen the bracelet countless times, and while she often seemed momentarily lost when spotting it, she had never

sight of Sophia crying silently, staring at the

nearby room, catching sight of SophiaChapter

voice was sharp and loud, immediately drawing everyone's

brought Sophia back to her senses a bit, her expression showing a hint of bewilderment, but she didn't loosen

you," Sophia's voice was still choked, "I wanted you to take it to my parents, but

turned

widening in alarm, staring at Sophia, who looked

clearly didn't remember. She

Patricia just told her not long ago that Sophia had amnesia? How

calling her name, "You shouldn't say things so casually. I've had this bracelet for as long as I can remember.

sure yet confused, a certainty that slowly pulled Sophia's rationality back from the chaotic

glanced at the bracelet on Marian's

just called her Sophia, so she knew her, and they were probably quite

close, and if those chaotic images in her mind were

felt the sadness and despair of the girl in the white

hint of self-doubt, and unconsciously loosened her grip on Marian's hand. But in the next second, the arm she had

it's yours," Brandon's voice

to her side. One hand was gripping Marian's arm through her clothes, and the other had already pulled the bracelet off her wrist, his expression stern

turned pale

of Brandon's previous threats to her

coolly. "What

loud, yet it brought that suffocating feeling of near-death rushing back to

"I don't know. I've had

could remember. After all, so many years had passed. If Sophia could forget, then maybe she

just looked at

streaming down as she shook her head desperately. "It's

breakdown attracted more

had been

seen her return and grew worried. She came out to look

in the crowd. She quickly approached but stopped abruptly when she saw Brandon opposite her. Her hand, which was

it look as if she and Brandon were bullying Marian. Worried about the impact of Brandon and

the bracelet in Brandon's hand to return it to Marian.

"You didn't remember wrong,"

I personally designed and commissioned that bracelet. I have the receipts, and your name engraved on the inside. There are old photos as proof."

finished speaking, the onlookers who had been pointing fingers at the two of them suddenly

truly thought it was mine." Brandon's lips curled with a cold indifference,

background like the back of

a wild child, leveraging family connections to get into college. It wasn't until after graduation that he decided

he used his connections with the underground scene to run the company

an extraordinary affection

to stop him from coming over, once he learned she was stuck dealing with legal issues and couldn't leave the country, he secretly made his way over, against

Kris's unwillingness to abandon Marian

he bet

the intense, hawk-like gaze, Brandon's lips curled

up Kris with a calculated calm, Kris was doing the same to him. Compared to Kris's composure, Marian, standing just behind him, felt

a predator who had finally

quite put her finger

time in the

But Brandon's eyes...

grip on Kris's shirt loosened instinctively, as if wanting

cast a dismissive glance at her before

"Kris?"

a question, yet

and began to piece together who

a young lady in

he stood

smirked, a cold laugh escaping him. "Picking on

shifted past

and

on Marian. "Ms. Barlow care to step forward and clear it up? Are we really

avoiding

back her up, she couldn't muster the courage to boldly claim she was

receipts for the bracelet's origin kept her from making any

bowed. "Sophia and I are classmates and colleagues. There must be

surprised glance, taken aback by the

you remember? We were in grad school together, and we work at

need to worry," Sophia said awkwardly, trying

inspecting her from head to

truly, I'm fine, please don't worry," Sophia reassured with a smile, her eyes drifting past Amanda

on Amanda with a wary intensity, like a mother hen

his eyes still fixed on

Sophia was indeed in good health, she finally turned her attention to Marian and Kris, giving them a cursory

curiosity. She was surprised by

recognized Amanda and shared a bit of history with her. Yet, he was puzzled, as he couldn't

call Amanda "Godmother." She remembered Daniel's investigative report mentioning Amanda Ferber, mother of Harvey Ferber from

Sophia seemed genuine, but Patricia couldn't fathom why such a prominent family would care so deeply

to Sophia,

on edge, unsure of

asked, "Who are these people? It's hardly appropriate to make

Sophia. "Come on, let's

their path. "Sorry, Mrs. Ferber, my wife

client right now. I'll get in touch with

recovered. The doctor and I have told you countless times not to overwork yourself. If

It's just a meal with a client,

feel better keeping an eye on you. I went through a lot to get

was at a loss, glancing

addressing Amanda. "Mrs. Ferber, we're grateful for all you've done. We were planning to visit you to express our thanks, but since we've

a cool look. "No need for thanks," she replied coldly. "I don't know you well, and I don't want a meal. I just want to catch

I changed my whole schedule for you. I've been holding back from visiting, afraid of disturbing you,

to s

life and taken

adding, "Brandon, why don't you join us? I'd like to

had intended to call him "Mr. Crawley" but found it awkward due to Amanda's clear

glanced at her, then gestured towards the restaurant next door. "This way, Mrs.

on the verge of speaking when Sophia looped her arm through

choice but to

Marian and Kris had

then scanned the crowd, landing on the escalator

look back several times, only to be pushed forward by Marian, clearly intent on getting them out of

gaze returned to the crowd, pausing as he caught sight of Patricia,

unsettled, casting furtive, anxious glances back towards them.

gaze, her flustered demeanor causing Brandon to furrow his brow again. However, the situation

reached the entrance of the restaurant, warmly holding Sophia's hand and chatting away, inadvertently-or perhaps intentionally- creating a barrier between Sophia and

signaled the waiter to arrange a

Amanda and Sophia

to their

Sophia, he said,

here

out of the private dining room,

She doesn't always think about how her words might

Amanda couldn't see or hear them when Sophia apologized. But before she could

at

lips together, his profile

"Sophia."

softly, turning to face her with a serious

Sophia was taken aback.

when you take her side and try to explain things for her," Brandon continued slowly. "It

Sophia instinctively started

to apologize to me. I

just an

was still drawing a line between them, and that made him

sorry," Sophia repeated softly, looking up at him. "I'll be more mindful

forced smile and nodded, but didn't

he still clutched the bracelet he had pulled from Marian's wrist.

had held Marian's arm, tears in her eyes, insisting the bracelet was hers,

now, Sophia's polite demeanor

"Sophia..."

but just then, President Poe's voice

you are! I was wondering if something was holding you up. You've been

and Brandon turned to see President Poe approaching with a broad

keep you waiting," Brandon said, returning the smile with an apologetic tone. "We ran into a little issue outside, but we

"Sorry for the wait,

you're okay. I

for

Sophia followed them inside.

science museum and found little to comment on. He particularly liked the idea of

truly cared for his students,

the school, he did offer some minor suggestions for improvement on the

and eagerly engaged

Amanda, who clearly lacked patience,

she could

interrupt President Poe's thoughts, and considering it impolite, she resisted answering. Yet Amanda was insistent, calling again and again until Sophia

President Poe smiled and said, "Go ahead and take

smiled apologetically, "Sorry about

phone, lowering her voice as she spoke into it,

you as soon as I'm done. Please, go ahead

apologetically at President Poe again,

Poe asked understandingly. "We can continue another time

"No, it's fine."

"No, it's fine."

spoke simultaneously, exchanging a glance. Brandon then turned to President Poe, "We're not in a rush;

in agreement, "Yes, it's

and began making notes on

was focused, but Amanda's relentless calls had left her

phone and whispered,

Brandon glanced towards Amanda's

impatiently, ready to call Sophia again

he took out his phone and

was answered

Harvey Ferber's voice came

of here," Brandon said bluntly,

then chuckled

she

how you do it, just get her

savior, Mr. Crawley," Harvey

it, and that's why I politely asked you to handle it, rather than having someone forcibly remove her," Brandon said calmly. "Harvey Ferber, I'm grateful to you and your family for saving Sophia. I once promised

a pause on the

Harvey Ferber replied, his voice just as composed. "I don't

need that money. Otherwise, he

saved Sophia and gave her a third chance at life,

them accountable for

topic of the docks. "My mother truly cares for Sophia like her own daughter. There's

you really going to take away the one person who genuinely loves her without any

glancing sidelong at Amanda in the

unable to contain herself, was once again dialing her

love her?" Brandon questioned softly, observing Amanda's

the unexpected

gaze and spoke slowly to Harvey, "Harvey, you know better than I do whether your mother truly loves her

for the daughter she'd

you ensure your mother stays out

then, Kent and Susan

tracks, disbelief written all

Brandon.

turned to Kent. "What's

words

Kent said. "Just keep an

let go of

called, trying to

raised a hand to halt

the line

Crawley, are you serious?" he finally asked, voice steady.

you at your

about business," Brandon replied. "Set a time, and we'll discuss the contract

chuckled lightly. "Mr.

to speak but was silenced

prove Mr. Ferber's capabilities, kindly have your mother disappear

within three minutes," Brandon concluded and

finally found his voice. "Mr. Crawley, are you out of your mind?

back, and you're

looked at him. "It's a transaction, not

giving it away. You

into maritime shipping," Kent

and size are more than enough to provide for Theresa for a lifetime. I

Kent was speechless.

expanding into maritime

couldn't help but feel

his own business empire dreams, and the

was a significant

give it up seemed unimaginable to

CEO of Starlight Group, not Brandon's personal dream." "What's the difference?" Kent didn't understand. To

his relentless drive and invincibility

Brandon, willing to slow down,

finally couldn't resist asking, "What's

dock, right? Given Mr. Crawley's acumen, even if he sells it,

lose out."

practically prints money. Selling it off like this is

at

to

there's no immediate loss,

wo His mom's

control who she contacts."

think I'm that foolish?" Brandon shot him a look. "You really

the contract and hand over the dock without

Kent muttered under his breath, "I

back, your IQ has taken a

sideways glance, too uninterested to

had his own ways of dealing with

Ferber had over his mother

the docks he could

Amanda truly cared for Sophia, he

mix.

Amanda clearly

about how Amanda had treated Sophia

his

had just picked up a call, and whatever was said must

she quickly gathered her things and left, talking on

went.

to Kent and Susan. "Don't mention this to anyone." With that, he stepped forward and gave Theresa a gentle

now. You have fun with Uncle Kent and Aunt

Susan, however, reacted like they'd been stung by

out, "Who's Uncle?"Chapter 707

let's set up a dinner with her another

knew it was important to sit down for a proper meal to express his gratitude and say farewell.

nodded in agreement.

chuckled and said, "Brandon, I just made some tweaks to the design for the cultural gallery at the Science Museum with Sophia. Why don't you take a look and

spoke, President Poe handed the revised plans

overall concept. Since Sophia had been involved, he felt

finalize it,

major task, and happily

as if hearing them for the first

Sophia, who was

from Marian's wrist, waiting for the right moment to talk to Sophia

showed no signs of

since they were once considered a potential couple during their school years, a topic of much speculation among teachers. Seeing them now as

by their story, which made the

tales from their school days, Brandon didn't rush to end the meal.

a chance to speak to Sophia when Theresa and Susan Kent suddenly appeared, seemingly having awaited

joyfully, her voice ringing clearly as she spotted Sophia, her

due to work, Sophia hugged

forgotten about the movie. As soon as she wrapped her arms around Sophia's neck, she asked eagerly, "Are you done with work? Can we

course," Brandon and Sophia