"Oh, we have to submit our sketches!" Sophia remarked reluctantly. "It would have been better if we just toured."
"I heard that the leaves in Maple Mountain look very beautiful when they turn red. I'm sure our visit will be worth it!"
Excited chatter filled the bus again. Fiona quietly sat in her seat, a sly smile forming on her face. She was glad Spencer stopped calling her.
On the other side of town, Andrew drove Ryan to ZR Company hurriedly. As soon as he parked the car, Ryan stepped out and ran all the way to the front desk of the building.
"Did Fiona come to work today?" Ryan asked nervously.
The receptionist was stunned. "Who are you looking for?"
"Fiona, the new intern in the design department!" explained Ryan.
"Ryan?"
Charles quipped as he entered the building. "Why are you here?"
"I'm looking for someone." Ryan's voice trembled.
"Okay," Charles nodded. "You're looking for Fiona, aren't you? She isn't here. Neither is Sophia."
"Where did they go?" Ryan's anxiety was growing.
"I heard that they asked for a three-day leave to sketch." Charles shrugged and looked Ryan up and down. "Did you check the surveillance video of the bar?"
Ryan rolled his eyes and nodded, "Yes. Thank you, Charles. Otherwise, I wouldn't know anything about it."
"You're my brother. No need to thank me." A sinister smile appeared on Charles' face. "I didn't expect that Leona would be so cruel. She must like you a lot. Otherwise, she wouldn't have drugged you and poked her hymen with her finger..."
Ryan's face change
the remaining 20% were from the others. Fiona didn't even called him once. She didn't even leave a message. 'Well, it looks like she truly does hate me and is committed to annoy me!'
At the thought of this, Spencer felt a deep sadness swell inside him that he was almost unable to breathe.
"Does it mean that you're back since your phone is on?" Celine asked. "Where are you now? How about having dinner together today?"
"I..." When Spencer was about to say no, but he decided otherwise. "Where are you?"
"I am in a small restaurant on Ginkgo Road. We had dinner here. Do you remember?"
Spencer remembered indeed. In a mocking voice, he asked, "Is the restaurant still there after all these years?"
"Yes, of course!" said Celine in a determined voice. "Some things never change. Spencer, will you come here?"
Spencer quickly mulled it over. "Okay," he finally answered.
"I'll be waiting!" replied Celine cheerfully.
"Alright." Spencer hung up and turned to Johnson. "Go to Ginkgo Road," he ordered.
"Yes, sir!"