Kent shot Brandon a puzzled look.
Brandon had gone poker-faced, icy to the core, even his gaze was frosty. For a split second, Kent caught a glimpse of pure resolve and a touch of ruthlessness in those eyes, a sort of all-or-nothing, damn-the-consequences determination. His hand swiftly moved to sign the contract, but then Brandon suddenly slammed the pen down on the table with a loud "snap."
"Sorry, the house ain't for sale." Dropping the words coldly, Brandon spun on his heel and left, leaving behind a confused real estate agent and the would-be new tenant.
Kent hurried over to try and smooth things over. "My bad. There's a bit of a snag with that place, and I thought better of screwing you guys over."
"What's the deal?" the prospective tenant blew up on the spot. "If there's an issue, why the heck are you trying to pawn it off on us?"
"Really sorry about this," Kent said with a string of apologetic grins, shooting the agent a knowing look. He slipped him some hush money to soothe the customer before finding an excuse to duck out early.
Back at the office, Kent found Brandon staring into space at his desk, a blank look on his face, absentmindedly twirling a fountain pen in his hand.
Feeling Kent's eyes on him, Brandon glanced his way. "Kent."
Kent quickly approached. "Mr. Crawley, something the matter?"
"Buy me that house Sophia had."
Kent was speechless.
He hesitated, not daring to ask more and simply nodded. "Alright."
Sophia's place had been sold before she left the country, but luckily the buyer wasn't in a rush to move in, so it was still untouched.
Kent bought the house back at a price well above market value.
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