NovelEnglishBrandon's silence made Sophia chuckle a bit.
“Never mind,” she said softly. “If they want to find me, they'lle looking eventually.”
After all, someone as noticeable as her showing up was bound to catch seyes sooner or later.
Brandon grinned back, nodding in agreement. “Alright.”
His gaze lingered on her, though, and he affectionately ruffled her hair.
Sophia couldn't help but laugh. “The way you're looking atand doing that makesfeel like my past wasn’t all sunshine and
rainbows.”
Brandon didn’t hide the truth, nodding gently. “Yeah, it was a bit tough.”
“Oh, | see.” Sophia smiled again, not really pressing for the details behind those words, nor did she seem to care much about
them.
Brandon smiled too, saying nothing more.
Seeing that she wasn’t dwelling on it, he felt a little relieved and maybe even a bit thankful for her memory loss.
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Sophia printed out the finalized design plan for the science museum,anizing and binding it as she said, “I've got a meeting with
President Poe about the design plan at lunch. You can go ahead and handle your work. I'll take Theresa for a little sightseeing in the
morning.”
“No worries, my schedule is pretty light,” Brandon replied. “I haven't had a chance to hang out with Theresa in a while. It'll be nice
to join you both.”
Sophia felt a bit awkward. “But | have to discuss business with President Poe in the afternoon. Won't your presence affect his
decisions?”
After all, he’s the big boss behind the scenes. If he decides something, President Poe might not feelfortable suggesting any
revisions.
“Don’t worry about it, President Poe is more focused on practicality for the students. He won't hold back his opinions,” Brandon
assured her, glancing over the design, “And | doubt he'll have any issues with it.”
Being alumni from West District High, they knew exactly what the science museum needed.
Sophia hesitated but nodded. “Okay, then.”
She added, “The restaurant President Poe chose is near the office. Maybe | should just take Theresa to thepany, so you can
get swork done first.”
Yesterday, after an impromptu client meeting, he'd taken her and Theresa hfor a rest.
She felt guilty about interrupting his schedule again today.
Seeing her concern, Brandon didn’t push the issue and nodded. “That works.”
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stayed in the lounge area instead of following Brandon into his office.
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