Chapter 447 A Mini Vacation
Tory smiled and said, "I forgot. Birds of a feather flock together. Of course, Young Master Jameson wouldn't know me."
Tory sounded big-hearted on the surface, but in fact he was being sarcastic. He meant to say that he was not the same as Jameson whose was an illegitimate son
Jameson narrowed his eyes slightly.
Tory showed a proud smile and said to Uri in a low voice, "Uri, let's go!"
Uri nodded.
They were about to leave.
They had just taken two steps when he saw Jameson frowning.
Suddenly, he grabbed an entourage beside him and asked seriously, "Is he the Tory who was said to have abandoned his long-term girlfriend, and in the end, he still relied on a woman to help him get to where he is today?"
The entourage was trying hard to hold back his laughter, but he still urged him in a low voice. "Young Master Jameson, don't believe everything that you've heard."
"Oh! I 'm not. I just happened to think of that. Besides, I don't have time to care about this kind of gossip!"
After that, he took Lauren to the VIP private room.
Behind him, Tory's expression was as gloomy as it could be.
It was completely distorted.
Uri glared at the back of Jameson and the others with indignation before looking at Tory with worry in her eyes.
"Just ignore him. He has always been so arrogant and overbearing! Of course he would have sounded so rude!"
Tory smiled coldly as a trace of maliciousness flashed in his eyes.
Then he patted Uri's arm to comfort her as if he had instantly returned to his elegant gentleman self. He said, "Don't worry, no matter how the people talk about me, as long as you believe me, that will be enough."
Uri was relieved. They looked at each other with a smile and left side by side.
Lauren followed Jameson into the VIP private room.
The three entourages were also present.
This was a Japanese style restaurant. There was a short table in the middle of the private room with soft cushions on both sides. After entering, everyone sat down according to their positions.
The waiter came in and Jameson ordered a few dishes casually.
Jameson then waved at the waiter dismissively and ordered him to close the door and that he could not come in unless he was told to do so.
Lauren sat next to Jameson and raised her eyebrows.
She didn't say anything.
From their conversation, Lauren soon learned that the three people who came in with Jameson was a man with a big beard named Derrick, who was the person in charge of the Ethanbez family's trade in Marfyin.
Derrick frowned and looked a little anxious. He said, "Young Master Jameson, I came looking for you this time because I needed a favor from you!"
Jameson's expression was calm and then he motioned for him to continue.
"Here's what happened. A week ago, we received a purchase order from one of our regular customers to deliver goods to Marfyin. Thus, we delivered the same to them according to his request without any doubts. I didn't expect that as soon as we entered the border of Marfyin, the goods were robbed by a group of unknown guys!"
"Those people are very familiar with our route, personnel arrangement, and how we trade. Based on my speculation, they must have been tipped off and ambushed us halfway! But I am personally responsible for this batch of goods. Therefore, I had already checked thoroughly, there is absolutely no way that the news could be leaked out."
"What's more, the buyers need the goods urgently, but I don't even know who the robbers are. How can I give them to him?
"D*mn these b*stards! We used to call each other brothers but when something goes wrong, they turn their backs against me and demand double liquidated damages if I can't deliver them the goods. You also know that the business in Marfyin is not too good, so I don't have so much money in hands to compensate him. But I can't let my boss to know about this otherwise I will lose my job.``
"So we can only turn to you! Young Master Jameson, I'm begging you to help us. Since we have been loyal to you for so many years, please help us!"
Jameson kept one leg close to his body and sat quietly. His arm was draping on his kneecap while he lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, again and again...
He furrowed his brows and seemed to be lost in thought.
Derrick and the other two looked at him expectantly and did not even dare to breath out loud.
After a while, he said slowly, "It's not that I don't want to help you. It's just that you all know although I'm in charge of the Ethanbez Group, but I don't like to interfere in Bowen's affairs..."
He hadn't even finished his words yet.
The three of them looked at each other, stood up immediately, and took a step back.
Then they went down on one knee and solemnly said, "If you're willing to help, the three of us are willing to do anything for you in future to repay your kindness."
Jameson's dark eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.
He chuckled. "What are you doing? I didn't say I wouldn't help!"
After he said that, he raised his hand to beckon them to get up quickly. After the three of them sat down again, he slowly said, "Although I never interfere in Bowen's affairs, we are still family. How about this? I promise you, I will help you check the whereabouts of the goods these two days."
The three of them were overjoyed, but were suddenly interrupted by Jameson. "But..."
His eyes were pitch-black and there was a mocking glint in them. He smiled and said, "I'm only responsible for the investigation. As for the goods, I'll leave them to you guys to get them back!"
The three of them froze for a second before they came to their senses.
They nodded repeatedly. "Of course! Thank you, Young Master Jameson!"
Jameson waved his hand as if he couldn't care less, and the three people left with gratitude.
After they left, Jameson asked the waiter to serve the dishes.
Soon, the dishes were served. Lauren had already finished her meal, so Jameson only ordered his portion.
As a result, Lauren was holding a glass of lemon water and felt bored watching Jameson eating elegantly.
Lauren could tell that Jameson knew his table manners well. His every move was elegant and noble.
It was not in line with his usual demeanor at all.
After the meal.
He picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth and suddenly asked, "Did you get the house?"
Lauren was taken aback.
Then she remembered that since he saw her having dinner with Tory and Uri, he could easily figure out the purpose of her coming here today.
Lauren didn't intend to hide it from him, so she nodded her head honestly.
Jameson looked up at her. "Do you like it that much?"
She pursed her lips and lowered her head to fiddle with the embroidery on the table cloth with her fingers. She did not say anything.
She looked like she was in a fit of pique.
As he thought about it, Lauren did have the right to be angry with him as she was forced to seek Giselle's help because Jameson had refused to help her without hesitation.
Lauren had not realized that in her heart, it was more natural to ask Jameson for help than to ask Giselle for help.
Jameson suddenly let out a soft laugh and did not press her any further.
He took out a cigarette and lit it skillfully.
The blueish white smoke began to swirl between the two of them, gradually covering each other's face until their faces blurred. It might be her misconception, but when Lauren looked up to him, she could tell from his bewildered gaze that he was longing for her.
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