The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 568

Marian's gaze fixed on the increasingly deep chill in Brandon's eyes, her heart trembling with fear. She exerted great effort to maintain her initially confused and innocent expression.

She took advantage of her feigned confusion to scrutinize Brandon, but couldn't read any of his thoughts from his expression.

He didn't even make a move; after a brief glance at Jared, his gaze settled back on her.

Marian had to bite the bullet and speak up: "Mr. Crawley?"

Brandon didn't respond, just looked down at her with a sense of superiority.

His gaze reminded Marian of an alpha wolf, silent and stoic behind his pack on a full moon night, solitary and indifferent, yet vicious in attack. He wouldn't strike unless he could kill with one blow, not giving his prey a chance to breathe.

And she felt like prey he had targeted. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought of being hunted.

"Marian," Brandon finally spoke, "Whatever you owe her, I'll make you pay it back. You better live well."

With that, Brandon turned emotionlessly and strode out.

Marian's legs gave out, and she nearly collapsed.

Dennis was also weak-kneed, but he hastily reached out to support her, "What's wrong?"

He didn't quite get Brandon's intention; it seemed like Brandon had come for him, but also even more so for Marian.

Brandon had not paid him any mind at all.

He understood that kind of disregard; with enough evidence in hand, one doesn't care about the opponent's moves, just relishing the fear of death in them. Brandon was like a hunter with a gun aimed at his prey, not in a rush to pull the trigger, instead giving the prey a chance to run, to flee in terror under his watchful eye. He enjoyed the hunt.

But he didn't understand why Brandon was targeting Marian.

To him, apart from being his daughter, Marian seemed the most innocent in the whole affair.

Marian just gave him a weak smile, still the picture of a sweet and innocent daughter.

"Dad, I'm fine, don't worry," she soothed him with a gentle voice.

This only made Dennis feel more guilty and protective. Convinced that it was his own actions that had put Marian in Brandon's crosshairs, despite his fear, he couldn't help but shout after Brandon's retreating figure:

"Brandon, if there's an issue, come at me, not my family. Surely, you understand such a simple principle?"

Brandon's tall frame paused slightly, then he turned back, his eyes calmly meeting Dennis':

"Mr. Barlow, I suggest you check if you've got a sheep or a wolf by your side. Don't get betrayed so soon; our accounts haven’t been settled yet!"

With those words, Brandon walked away without looking back.

As he approached the parking lot, Kent was already waiting.

"Mr. Crawley."

Kent called out softly. He had been outside, discreetly arranging everything and had seen everything.

Brandon glanced at him: "Has Theresa been sent back?"

Before heading to Star·Dempsey Architects on the seventeenth floor, he had entrusted Theresa to Kent, not daring to bring her to where Sophia had worked.