Chapter 563 Confirming His Identity
"I have already invested 50 million."
Sarah suddenly looked up and exclaimed, "What?!"
The man in front of her was emotionless and even had a hint of mockery. "You heard me right. I invested 50 million in CL Racetrack, and now I'm the major shareholder."
Sarah was filled with questions and had no idea how this happened.
Could it be that he invested 50 million just because of the crying pleas of that poor little boy? Was Benjamin such a compassionate person?
Sarah worked hard to maintain a carefree demeanor and smiled, saying, "This is quite unexpected, but since it is already decided… Well, then, let's cooperate happily."
Benjamin's dark eyes blinked, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth as he replied, "Sure."
At that moment, the waiter came over with a bottle of red wine and poured it for them before respectfully asking, "Sir, I have already taken your order for today's chef's recommended dishes. Do either of you have any dietary restrictions?"
Sarah shook her head, saying, "I don't."
Then, she glanced at Benjamin.
Benjamin's tone was flat as he said, "I don't eat pepper, so please don't put it in my portion."
"Alright, no problem. Please wait a moment."
The waiter nodded and left.
But Sarah's heart skipped a beat, her expression frozen, unable to recover for a while!
At that moment, she felt a chill run down her spine.
Pepper... Benjamin actually didn't eat pepper?
Antonio was allergic to pepper!
From the moment Sarah first sees Benjamin until now, she has used all her rationality to convince herself that the man in front of her is different from Antonio.
Now, all her previous efforts had completely crumbled!
How could there be such a coincidence in the world?
They had the exact same face and even the same food preferences.
Sarah's mind was in chaos, not knowing what she should expect or resist.
Benjamin lifted his eyelids and took a look at Sarah, noticing that something was off. He asked, "What's the matter, Ms. Miller?"
Sarah's voice trembled as she asked, "Are you... Are you allergic to pepper?"
"No."
Benjamin's expression remained unchanged, and his calm voice lacked any warmth. "I just simply don't like the taste."
The flame that had just been ignited in Sarah's heart was extinguished again.
But she still had many things that she couldn't understand...
One was allergic to pepper; the other simply didn't like it.
She increasingly felt that the connection between Benjamin and Antonio was ambiguous, making it impossible to figure out.
Sarah reached out and grabbed a handful of her own hair, feeling restless to the point that every cell in her body was affected.
At that moment, a family entered the restaurant, and as soon as the twins entered, they started to play and frolic, chasing each other and getting closer, completely oblivious to the path in front of them.
Sarah's heart skipped a beat, feeling as if something bad was about to happen.
Sure enough, as soon as she had this thought, the child running in front slipped and collided with their table!
Fortunately, nobody was hurt, but Benjamin's wine glass in front of him was knocked over, and the dark red liquid completely soaked into his expensive suit.
Sarah felt her eyelids twitch, asking, "Are you alright, Mr. Harrington?"
Benjamin's face turned sour as he looked up and responded, "What do you think?"
He quickly stood up, his pure white shirt also soaked through.
He threw his coat onto the chair and glanced down at his shirt, feeling completely at a loss.
Sarah quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it to him.
This man had quite the temper. When his temper flared, the atmosphere around him seemed to thicken.
It wasn't her fault, so why was he giving her the cold shoulder?
Sarah asked, "Shouldn't you go to the bathroom and clean up first?"
Harrington gave a slight nod, let out a heavy sigh, and with a dark and terrifying expression on his face, impatiently dropped the dirty tissue in his hand and stormed off towards the direction of the bathroom.
Sarah also breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the chair.
As she glanced over, her gaze inevitably landed on the man's suit jacket.
It had been spilled with a lot of alcohol, which probably wouldn't be fixed easily.
The black jacket was fine, but would the white shirt still be wearable if it got stained?
If she wanted to please him and make him accept the goods from the Jerretts, should she take the initiative to buy him a new shirt or something?
Suddenly, Sarah thought of a new idea!
Harrington had to deal with the wine stains on his shirt, which meant he would have to take off his clothes, right?!
If she wanted to make sure whether Harrington was Antonio or not, then she just needed to check if he had any unique marks that Antonio had!
The first thing that came to Sarah's mind was that day in the CL race track's lounge when she bit Antonio's shoulder with all her hatred and strength.
That bite was deep, and later when Antonio fell into the lake, it would definitely leave a scar!
She remembered that when she decided to take the child back to her country, she also disguised her identity.
At that time, Antonio was relentlessly pursuing her, trying everything to see the birthmark on her body, just to confirm her identity.
And now, Sarah also wanted to confirm Harrington in the same way!
Sarah's heart started beating faster, but she knew she had to calm down.
Sarah had mixed feelings, she was anxious, nervous, and heavy-hearted. She took a deep breath and walked up to the entrance of the bathroom.
Inside, Harrington was frowning, just undoing the buttons of his shirt. He hadn't had the chance to take it off yet when he heard a knock on the door, followed by a soft woman's voice.
"Mr. Harrington... it's me."
He turned to look at the bathroom door, Sarah?
Harrington paused for a moment, not understanding why she had followed him. He turned around and opened the door.
Sarah was in a state of nervousness, and the door that had been tightly shut unexpectedly opened.
She didn't know what she was thinking, and she walked right in. As she looked up, she saw the clear texture of the man's chest, faintly visible through his unbuttoned shirt.
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