Chapter 64 - 64: I Remember You

The menu was passed around, and everyone ordered one or two dishes. Finally, it was passed to Pearson. He casually added two more. Seeing that everyone had ordered enough, he sent the waitress away.

As the waitress came downstairs, she saw two customers coming in who were asking the hostess if they were closed.

She replied with a smile, "Yes, I'm sorry. I'm afraid you'll have to find somewhere else. We have an important customer today,"

One of the tourists said, "But I just saw a couple of people going upstairs…"

"Yes, the whole restaurant has been booked out by them. Apologies for the inconvenience."

The tourist was stunned, "I didn't think the car parked out front was that fancy! Rich folk are so low-key nowadays!"

He shook his head, sighed, and left. People had the right to book the whole restaurant, and there was nothing to be done.

Meanwhile, in the room upstairs, Sophia curiously asked, "Mr. Pearson, why did you want to travel here? It is not a particularly popular destination these days, is it?"

"A friend always wanted to come here, and I found I had some time, so here I am," Pearson replied.

Sophia smiled, "Oh, I see. Is your friend Mr. Sampson?"

Pearson didn't expect her to say that.

And neither did Sampson, who suddenly felt a little nervous.

***

A few days ago, Sampson had managed to get Carol's telephone number. He had called her and explained his identity to her.

Carol found it a little odd, "You're the one who picked Mr. Pearson up at KTV? I remember you. What do you have to do with me?"

Sampson smiled, "Well, when we met, I felt we had a connection…"

"Spit it out. What are you up to?" Carol preferred to speak directly.

Sampson spelled out his plan.

He was trying to make a match between Pearson and Sophia, and he wanted to get some information about Sophia from Carol to create more chances for them to meet.

"Absolutely." Carol was on board immediately.

She had met Pearson that night at KTV. Though he had been drunk and she hadn't actually spoken to him, she had been impressed by his good looks. Carol would do anything to get her boss with a man who looked like that.

It wasn't long before Carol gave Sampson some useful information, "Some of us are going with Boss to Bridge Town during the holiday. It's the perfect place for a romantic encounter!"

Sampson was thrilled, "Yes! Of course!"

That day, Sampson had to try and find an opportunity to convince Pearson to go away.

"Mr. Pearson, how about we all have a little holiday. We could go tomorrow even. I've heard that Bridge Town is beautiful at this time of year. It would do you good to relax."

Pearson was reading a document and doing his best to ignore Ryan until he heard the words "Bridge Town." He looked up.

Sampson took the opportunity to say, "Really old buildings cover most of the town, and going back there is like stepping back into the past."

He went on and on about the joys and pleasures of Bridge Town, and by the end, he even felt that he would have a lifelong regret if they didn't visit.

Pearson didn't listen to a word. He was thinking about something else, someone else.

Bridge Town. That was where he had always wanted to take her. But she never got to go. Maybe he should go into her memory.

"Fine!" Pearson replied, breaking his reverie, "Go and make the arrangements!"

Ryan couldn't believe how easy it had been. He was ecstatic.

He immediately booked the best restaurants and a five-star hotel. He even decided to get a local driver to pick them up as soon as they entered the city to give them a special tour with a guide, which gave them a personalized, chauffeured tour of the best spots.

During lunch, the driver and tour guide, out of professionalism, did not eat with Pearson and went elsewhere.

Ryan had been looking for an opportunity for Pearson to meet Sophia by chance, but he really hadn't expected Sophia and her classmates to meet Pearson as soon as they arrived at the restaurant. Ryan Sampson couldn't help feeling that these two people were meant to be together! It seemed that the fates were lining up for them to be together!

But Sampson wondered what Pearson had meant by his words?'

Pearson hadn't come for the fun of Bridge Town. He had agreed to visit because he, Ryan, had wanted to come, and Pearson was willing to accompany him.

Pearson had come to Bridge Town for him!

Ryan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. What if his boss really was in love with him!

No. He couldn't accept that.

He quickly changed the topic, "Miss Green. Have you come by yourselves or as part of a travel group?"

"We're here with a group. We're all meeting after lunch."

"Well, we have our own guide here. Do you want to join us?"

"No, thanks. Our guide is very good. I think we'll stick with her."

While they were talking, the food was served.

The specialty of this restaurant was roasted lamb. The waitress came in with a cart that contained a large plate filled with the carcass of a whole sheep. It looked mouth-watering, all greased, and the oil was slowly dripping down the surface of the meat to the plate.

She transferred the huge carvery plate over to the table.

The lamb was roasted to perfection, and the whole room was filled with the delicious smell of roast meat and mint.

"Wow! It looks delicious!" Carol's eyes lit up at once.

The chef picked up the knife, nimbly separated the meat from the bones, and carved it into pieces. Then he bowed and said, "It's done. Please enjoy it!"

Everyone raised their cutlery, picked up a piece of the meat, and dipped it in the sauces on the table.

"Very good!"