The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 164

Daniel looked down on Sophia from his high horse.

Having arrived in the conference room before Sophia, he gave her the once-over out of habit as she followed in, and only then did he direct his gaze to her face.

“So, you and Brandon split up, huh?”

Daniel asked, exuding a kind of elder’s authority from his demeanor to his tone. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Daniel wasn’t sure if the two had really divorced.

Brandon had never directly addressed the question.

And Daniel had never laid eyes on a divorce certificate.

But it was a fact that Sophia hadn’t been back in two years.

Even without an official divorce, being separated for two years was enough for a court to issue a divorce decree.

Sophia ignored his question.

“Did you need something from me?”

She asked, her voice consistently calm and gentle, neither servile nor overbearing.

“You haven’t answered my question.”

“If you called me here just to confirm that, then yes, we’re divorced.”

“Anything else?” Sophia asked, “I’ve got work to get back to, so if there’s nothing more, I’ll be on my way.”

After saying this, Sophia gave a polite nod and turned to leave.

“Hold on,” Daniel said to stop her. “Now that you’re divorced, why come back?”

He looked at Sophia and added, “Didn’t do too well out there, did you?”

Compared to Patricia’s high and mighty attitude, Daniel was a tad more gentle, but it was still a kind of elder’s arrogance that said, “See, I knew you couldn’t cut it.”

Sophia couldn’t help but laugh and glanced back at him. “I’m doing just fine, thanks for your concern.”

“If you’re doing so well, why come back?” Daniel said, “If you’ve chosen to split, it’s better to let bygones be bygones. All this back-and-forth is messy, and it’s not good for anyone, whether you remarry or Brandon does. You should know, Brandon’s been hung up on Mr. Frost’s youngest daughter, Yolanda,” Daniel said to Sophia, adding, “Now that Yolanda’s back and they’re both single, both families know each other well, it’s a good match.”

“Don’t worry, I’m only back for work, not to entangle with your son,” Sophia cut him off coolly, turning back around, “Your son isn’t worth me coming back for, nor is he worth me giving up my career. Once I’m done with the current project,”

The conference room door was suddenly flung open from the outside, interrupting Sophia.

Sophia instinctively turned back and caught sight of Brandon with an expressionless face.

Daniel saw Brandon too and frowned in displeasure. Just as he was about to scold, Brandon strode forward, bent down to grab Sophia’s wrist, and pulled her to her feet before turning to Daniel.

“Who let you come here?” he asked, his voice icy, “Who gave you the right?”

Daniel laughed in irritation. “What’s with that attitude? I heard my former daughter-in-law was working at the company, I came to check in. What’s wrong with that? Do I need a pass?”

“Is this how you come to see someone? Brandon retorted, “Was one Patricia this morning not enough, so you too need to come here and flex your muscles?”

Daniel’s face grew cold with anger. “Do you know what you’re saying? Is that how you speak to your father?”

“Do you even act like a father?”

Daniel was left speechless, choking on his rage, and he glanced at Sophia.

Sophia wasn’t looking at him or Brandon; she just tried carefully to pry Brandon’s hand off her wrist. She didn’t want to get caught in the father-son feud, nor did she want to stick around.

But she couldn’t break free.

Brandon’s grip was firm.

He didn’t look back at Sophia either, just kept his eyes on Daniel. “The 17th floor is not your jurisdiction. If I catch wind of you coming here again, don’t expect me to be nice.”

“And you better stay away from my people,” Brandon added, “Whether it’s my work or my personal life, it’s my own business, and it has nothing to do with anyone else. I hope you don’t use the fact that you’re my father to interfere-I don’t want to have to cut ties with you.”

With that, he pulled Sophia along and walked off without looking back.

Behind them came Daniel’s furious voice, breaking through his composure. “You ingrate, is this how you treat your own father? I raised you for nothing.”

Sophia didn’t look back at Daniel, nor did she struggle, just silently let Brandon lead her downstairs.

It wasn’t until they were in the car that Brandon finally let go of her wrist, his face still tight, not speaking a word.

Sophia didn’t speak either, just rubbed her wrist for a while before softly saying, “I’ve got an appointment with Cindy to look at houses, I should get going, it’s not nice to keep someone waiting.”

After saying this, Sophia tried to push the car door open.

But just as the door cracked open, a hand suddenly reached over from behind and slammed it shut.

Sophia looked up to see the handsome face close to hers.

Brandon was looking at her too, his eyes deep and cold.