When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 122: This Disciple Has a Powerful Background

The waiter started serving the dishes without any delay, clearly he had ordered them in advance.

Soft music surrounded their ears, creating a comfortable and pleasant atmosphere.

"I ordered the signature dish of this restaurant, it has great reviews online, hope you like it too." Mr. Moon said graciously, pouring her some tea.

It was really unexpected to hear him speak fluent Chinese given his European appearance.

Faye Turner began to have doubts, so she took out her phone and searched online, Jami’s photo quickly appeared on the screen, she compared it once more with the man sitting opposite her.

This is just too similar, isn’t it?

Her fingers tightened slightly around the phone, she looked up at the man sitting opposite her, "Jamil?" she called softly.

He instinctively lifted his eyes, his deep gaze met the girl’s dark pupils, and he was momentarily stunned.

The girl asked, "Are you Mr. Jami?" looking at him cautiously, waiting for his reply.

There was a noticeable pause in his thoughts.

However, he didn’t immediately deny it, which confirmed Faye Turner’s suspicion, leaving her in shock, "How could this be?"

"..." Knowing he couldn’t hide it, the man actually felt more at ease, revealing a sincere and warm smile, "Yes, I am Jami."

Facing his sincere gaze, Faye wasn’t particularly shocked; it seemed that in a short moment, she had processed and accepted this reality.

It was just incredibly unbelievable.

However, she was puzzled, "At this time... shouldn’t you be on a plane?"

Receiving this question, he also showed a slightly surprised expression.

Faye asked again, "Didn’t President Lancaster of the Prestige Group say he would personally pick you up at the airport? They’ve been preparing for it."

"How do you know about this?" Jamil asked curiously.

Faye was momentarily stunned and found an excuse, "Because I am a designer at the Prestige Group, and when I went to the president’s office to deliver some documents today, I happened to hear about it."

"That’s how it is." While cutting steak, he told her, "I thought since we have known each other for a while, surely we should meet. After all, you’re my mentor, as a..."

"No no no no!" Faye immediately panicked.

Such an attitude to clear any association startled him!

She quickly said, "How could someone of your caliber acknowledge me as a mentor? If this gets out, what would happen?"

"But you’re already my mentor! This isn’t a joke."

Jamil passed her the cut steak, and said earnestly, "Because of your guidance, I’ve been inspired many times with creative ideas, sometimes your casual suggestions are very useful to me, maybe I found a clear direction at a crossroads."

However, his identity brought a lot of pressure to Faye.

"I lied about the time so I could find a moment to meet you. I consider this mentor relationship particularly important," he said while eating, expressing his sincere thoughts, "because I’m worried that in the future I won’t find the time to meet you for a meal, even if I do, it would surely be accompanied by bodyguards, which might trouble you."

So besides the pressure, Faye also felt a bit flattered, not knowing what to say for the moment.

However, Jamil acknowledged her talent, speaking to her in the familiar tone of their past communication on social media, they once again discussed design, maintaining a pretty good atmosphere.

"Creating a paradise on earth is the task of designers." Jamil said to her, "By the way, mentor, there will be a design master exchange event the day after tomorrow, your company has only three spots, I can get you an invitation, do you want to experience the atmosphere?"

After knowing his identity, when he called her mentor again, she felt particularly guilty, "Is it possible?"

She certainly didn’t want to miss such a good opportunity.

"Of course, it is." He hoped she could attend, planning to introduce her to his friends.

The dinner ended quickly.

Jamil offered to drive her home, but she was worried about wasting his time and insisted on leaving on her own.

And Jamil indeed was in a rush, as he had to return to the airport.

So, under Faye Turner’s firm request, he left first.

Just as Faye stepped towards a bus stop not far away, a red sedan stopped in front of her, blocking her way.

The car door opened, and Melanie Lancaster, dressed in elegant attire, got out of the car, she glanced at the photo on her phone and then looked at the girl in front of her.