The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 192

"Oh, no need to see her off," Kent quickly responded, "Ms. Yearwood's already..."

Before he could finish, Brandon cut him off in a flat tone. "Already headed to the airport, huh? Well, let her be."

Kent was speechless.

Brandon didn't bother with him anymore, clutching his mug as he entered his office, his face a mask of calm and detachment.

Kent was suddenly feeling like he couldn't quite get a read on Brandon. It seemed like he genuinely didn't give a hoot about Sophia's comings and goings anymore.

In the past, even though Brandon would say one thing and mean another, he was all bark and no bite. Despite brushing off concerns about Sophia, he'd be daydreaming during work. But now, Brandon seemed like a different person.

Kent couldn't help but sneak a peek at Brandon, whose full attention was back on his computer, his expression serene, focused, as if Sophia's situation was no skin off his back.

Kent was suddenly regretting his decision to keep Sophia around on purpose, unsure whether it was the right move and too chicken to bring up to Brandon the fact that he'd overstepped and kept her.

In the end, Kent decided to play it cool and not stir the pot, planning to brush it off as project necessity if the two crossed paths.

The project really did still need Sophia. If the designer walked away, any hiccups during construction would be a nightmare to deal with.

As the current project lead, Kent felt his rationale for keeping her was rock solid and could stand up to any grilling from Brandon. So, even though he'd played both ends against the middle, Kent felt it was for the good of the company and the project, not a mistake.

Sophia had barely stepped into the office when she bumped into Don, who was also coming to work.

"I thought you were taking a few days off. How come you're here already?" Don asked, eyebrows raised, giving her the once-over, "Feeling better? If you're not up to snuff, take a few more days, no rush."

"I'm fine, all better now," Sophia replied with a smile, "Thanks, Mr. Dempsey."

Don shot back a smile. "What's there to thank me for?"

"Eh? Sophia?"

A puzzled greeting from Marian came from behind at that moment.

Sophia turned around in confusion and saw Marian approaching, her brow furrowed involuntarily.

Don, with a smile, waved at Marian. "Marian?"

Then he explained to Sophia. "Marian has been job hunting recently, and since the company was short on designers, we snatched her up."

Sophia's smile stiffened a tad, but she still managed a cordial greeting. "Welcome."

Marian approached with a big beaming smile. "We must be fated, from the same class to the same company."

Sophia chuckled. "Seems like it."

Don continued with a smile. "Fate indeed."

Then, introducing Marian, he said. "Sophia, the head designer of the design department."

Marian let out a "Wow," her eyes sizing up Sophia. "Ah, you're the head designer now? That's impressive."

She jokingly nudged Don. "Mr. Dempsey, how about making me an associate head?"