Raymond arrived at Clear Waters at ten to six. He had a meeting this afternoon that lasted nearly two hours. He got out of the meeting room around 5 o'clock. As soon as he had got out of the meeting room, he rushed to the parking lot and drove here immediately.

He was stuck in traffic for more than 10 minutes downtown, so he got here 10 minutes early instead of half an hour early.

The staff at Clear Waters all knew Raymond, and as soon as they had seen him, a waitress asked him, "Mr. Shaw, do you need a private room?"

Raymond glanced at the waitress in front of him and said, "No, thanks! My friend

Mr. Tank has booked one."

The waitress responded quickly, "Mr. Tank hasn't arrived yet. Mr. Shaw, this way, please."

"Okay."

Raymond answered softly and followed the waitress to the private room.

After two minutes, they got to the private room. She raised her hand and opened the door slightly.

"Please serve us with a tea set."

After he had finished his words, Raymond went into the private room.

The private room wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. It was about 20 square meters, with a dining table and some chairs.

Beside the dining table, there was a bench.

Raymond sat down and soon the waitress

brought in a tea set.

Raymond didn't know what kind of tea Rowan liked, so he ordered Redoral Tea.

He had learned how to make tea from Scarlett, but he didn't know if he could handle Rowan today.

Soon the private room door was pushed open again.

The waitress led in an old man with a cane. The old man was wearing a brown suit. He had grey hair and his face was full of wrinkles, which was the mark of age.

Raymond looked up into the old man's bright eyes. The old man gave him a look and sat down expressionlessly in the chair his assistant had pulled out.

"Mr. Tank, have some tea, please."

Raymond stood up and handed Rowan a cup of tea. He looked at the tea set in front of Raymond and handed his cane to his assistant, "Mr. Shaw, sorry to have kept you waiting."

"This is what I should do."

The waitress came in with the menu and asked for the order. Rowan directly asked Raymond to order, "It's my first time here, and I don't know much about it. Mr. Shaw, order please." Raymond didn't refuse and ordered a few signature dishes and a jug of apple juice.

The waitress went out with the menu, and the door of the private room was closed. There were three people left in the private room.

Rowan sipped his tea, "Mr. Shaw, I don't like to beat around the bush. I think you know what this appointment is about."

"Mr. Tank, you can call me Ray."

Rowan snorted coldly, "The status of the Shaw family is so high. I would never dare to call Mr. Shaw like that."

Rowan dissed Raymond by these words that Raymond couldn't say a word.

Rowan knew everything that happened in those three years. Now Raymond couldn't seem to do anything but sit back and be taught a lesson by Rowan.

Raymond didn't know how to reply, so he kept silence.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Rowan put down his tea cup on the table, "Mr.

Shaw, you're a smart man. I'll spare you some harsh words. After all, young people are always impulsive."

Rowan paused for a little while, and then said, "Scarlett's parents died so early, and it took me so many years to bring her back to the Tank family. When she was alone before, she could only bear suffering and grievance by herself, but now she is not alone. She said all those things between you two had passed. Now that they have passed, I'll let them go."

"Mr. Shaw, I don't think I need to tell you what you and your family have done to Scarlett in the past. You must know it in your own mind.

Her mother was the apple of my and her grandmother's eye. She was the apple of her mother's eye. Now she is the apple of our Tank family's eye."

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