The Indifferent Ex-Husband: Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate novel Chapter 520

He blocked off the construction team and all the relevant responsible parties, but totally spaced on guarding against Daniel, an old-timer who'd bowed out of the project eons ago and had just narrowly dodged the reaper's scythe.

Brandon was stumped. He couldn't for the life of him figure out why Daniel, who hadn't meddled with the project in ages, suddenly wanted to get his hands dirty.

But Brandon didn't have the luxury of time to mull it over. Once again, he grabbed his phone, trying to call Daniel and Jason, but their phones were still dead as a doornail.

Sophia's number was a no-go too.

The anxiety of not being able to get in touch with anyone was spreading like wildfire in his chest.

The sky had started to drizzle as the car closed in on Zion City. The place was in for a stormy night.

A sudden plunge of cold air had brought a deluge of rain and howling winds. The freaky weather only deepened the knot of worry in Brandon's gut.

Theresa was a bit spooked by the growing tempest outside, not crying, just instinctively clutching her little rag doll tighter, her tiny face painted with even more unease and panic.

Susan couldn't help but glance out the car window, the pitter-patter of raindrops on the glass inexplicably sending shivers down her spine. She could only try to shake off this unnamed panic by hugging Theresa tighter.

Sophia braved the storm to reach the construction site.

The once serene and transparent palace construction area was now surrounded by a bunch of people, clad in long black raincoats, standing in the storm, ready to get cracking at any moment.

The wind was fierce, the rain was heavy, faces were indistinguishable, and people unrecognizable.

Sophia scanned the crowd but couldn't spot Tomas. She whipped out her phone, attempting to call him, but got the “call cannot be completed” message.

After a couple of unsuccessful attempts, her calls wouldn't go through. Even though she was wearing a rain poncho, the wind and rain from the cold front made her hair a mess, with raindrops pelting her face, soaking her skin, and drenching her forehead.