Daniel didn't notice the wheels turning in Patricia's head and let out a sigh, "That's what I'm saying. If it's legit, it would be awesome. But my fear is that someone might deliberately plant a fake one right under Brandon's nose. With the way Brandon's off his rocker these days, he’d swallow anything they feed him, hook, line, and sinker."
As he spoke, Daniel couldn't help but glance at Manney's investigative report, and it seemed like things were heading in the direction he dreaded.
Patricia had just taken a good look at all the findings.
"Her name isn't even Sophia," she said, frowning, but she let out a sigh of relief. It eased the anxiousness that had been gnawing at her these past few days.
"No kidding," Daniel replied, still with a furrowed brow. After mulling it over, he decided to bring these findings to Brandon for a heart-to-heart.
He was always one for action. Once the thought crossed his mind, he jumped up to get changed, ready to head over that very night.
"Hold up, I'm coming with you."
Patricia hurried back to her room to change as well. She wanted to meet this current 'Sophia' face-to-face to see for herself.
You know, see if the vibe was the same when you meet someone in person.
"What are you going over there for?"
Daniel wasn't keen on Patricia tagging along. "You know how it'll be. You guys will end up at each other’s throats again. You're well aware of how Brandon feels about you..."
"You think I want to go? I'm just worried you'll get into it with him again. Can you even handle that with your health?" Patricia snapped back, swiftly changing her clothes. She didn't wait for Daniel's approval and hopped into the car.
Daniel heaved a sigh but didn't stop her. He was used to having Patricia by his side, looking after him wherever he went.
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Sophia and Brandon were out with Theresa, strolling in the park nearby.
Sophia watched his serene profile as he talked on the phone and couldn't help but think.
The dim light from a nearby streetlamp cast a soft halo that made a perfect highlight for his profile.
His well-defined features were bathed in the glow, creating a calm yet sharp silhouette against the backlight, quite a sight to behold.
Brandon turned his head at just the right moment to catch her bewildered expression, as if she were falling into some memory and desperately trying to dig it up.
"Send the proposal to my email, I've got to go," he said softly to the person on the other end of the phone before hanging up and walking over to Sophia.
"What's on your mind?" he asked, coming to a stop in front of her.
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