Chapter 155
I shook my head helplessly. "She should know whose child it is. If you''re really curious, you could
just ask her directly."
Kara scoffed. "I don''t have time for that. I''d rather spend my free moments looking at Mr. Howell."
When she mentioned Brandon, I realized he still hadn''te back. I nced at the clock on the
wall and asked indirectly, "Are you off work now, or are you just hiding in the restroom again?"
"Maddie, what are you saying? Do you think I''m that kind of person?" Kara protested. "Mr. Howell
has be quite considerate. He''s even letting us off work earlier than usual."
"Oh? How long ago did you finish work?"
"Half an hour ago. I''m already at home and lying on the couch," Kara said. By now, I had calcted
that Brandon should have returned already.
I hadn''t heard any noise though. Maybe he got dyed on the way.
"You finish work so early and don''t work overtime in the evenings. Will the project bepleted on
time?" I asked Kara.
She seemed to be drinking or eating something, as I heard clear swallowing sounds. "Mr. Howell
says we can."
"Do you think you can? Don''t let him fool you. If you don''t finish on time, you''ll be the one who
suffers. You''ll lose your bonus," I reminded her.
She coughed twice. "I think we can. We''re already testing in Zone D, and we''re making quick
progress every day. There are hardly any new problems, so we just work straight through."Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.
After she finished, she clicked her tongue twice. "Maddie, it''s strange. When you were here, there
were problems almost every day. We constantly had to go to Mr. Howell''s office to solve them.
"But since you left, everything''s been fine. Now, I don''t even have a reason to visit his office and
chat. I wish there were problems so I could… hehe..."
I stopped her before she got too carried away. "Maybe I''m just bad luck. Mr. Howell and I never got
along well, so things always went wrong when we worked together. Everything got better once I
left."
"Hmph." Kara disagreed. "Don''t take me for a fool. I think there''s something between you two. Be
honest. Is something going on between you and Mr. Howell?"
Thinking of my fake rtionship with Brandon, I denied it guiltily. "What nonsense are you talking
about?"
"Don''t hide it from me. If there''s really something going on between you and Mr. Howell, it wouldn''t
be a bad thing." Kara surprisingly supported the idea.
I continued to deny it. "No, don''t think too much."
"Mr. Howell moved out of the hotel. They say he rented a ce to live," Kara confided.
I pretended not to know. "Is that so?"
"I heard he rented a ce because he ns to stay in Hilcord for the long term. I heard he''s
investigating his parents'' deaths," Kara lowered her voice even over the phone. "Maddie, did you
know about this?"
I didn''t. When Brandon rented a ce, I asked him why, but he didn''t mention investigating the car
ident.
"I heard his rtives died in a car ident…"
As someone who lost my parents in a car ident, my heart ached at the mention of it.
I quickly found an excuse to end the call and stared at the family photo on the wall.
Was my parents'' ident just an ident?
Somehow, that thought shed through my mind.
After a long while, when it was nearly seven o''clock and I still hadn''t heard any noise from next
door, I called Brandon.
But he didn''t answer.
I didn''t know if he was busy or had changed his mind about going with me.
I picked up my things and prepared to go to the Gildon estate myself. But when I opened the door, I
saw that Brandon''s door was slightly ajar.
Was he back?
Why hadn''t I heard anything?
Feeling puzzled, I pushed his door open and stepped inside. "Brand..."
The second half of his name got stuck in my throat as I froze at the scene before me.