A cafe that blends into time

"Gaining Entry"

Gary put down his threatening words and picked up his phone, dialing his secretary's number.

The secretary was obviously very professional. Although curious about why Mr. York suddenly wanted to investigate Simon. She wisely asked nothing and just agreed repeatedly.

Gary hung up the phone and looked down at Tammy. "I've sent someone to check. We'll definitely have news within an hour."

"Great." Tammy patted her chest, revealing a relieved and relaxed smile.

If Gary could really find clues between Simon and Assistant Lucy within an hour, then perhaps they could use the remaining twenty-plus hours to save Simon's life.

If Simon was saved, Tammy would be saved too.

Tammy was sweet-looking and not very tall, appearing completely non-threatening. Especially when she smiled, a cute dimple appeared on her cheek, making her seem very sweet and pleasant to look at.

But at that moment, Gary found Tammy's sweet smile very unpleasant.

He was, after all, a prominent figure, and yet he was helping his promiscuous ex-girlfriend inquire about her backup lover's news and gossip?

"I must be crazy..."

Gary sighed softly, wanting only to leave this place and calm down.

"I'll contact you when there's news. I'm leaving," he said.

"Mr. York," Tammy's face was sincere. "Why don't I treat you to lunch? You haven't had lunch yet, have you? You must be hungry. Consider it my thanks for helping me investigate Mr. ‌George. Besides, an hour will pass quickly. We can eat, and maybe the news will come while we're eating, so I can get it right away."

By the way, she could also find an opportunity to contact Mr. York again.

Gary stopped, turned around, and looked at her. "I'm just investigating Simon's information. Do you think I'll renege and run away?"

Tammy was puzzled by Gary's words. It took her a moment to realize that Mr. York had misunderstood again. She had no intention of holding him hostage or worrying that he would renege and run away. She sincerely wanted to treat him to a casual meal.

"Why does Mr. York always thinks the worst of others..." Tammy dared not complain loudly since she was asking for a favor, and only muttered to herself.

Of course, Tammy did have an ulterior motive for inviting Gary to lunch. She was racking her brains to find an opportunity to peek at Mr. York's body.

"Alright, then I'll go to lunch by myself. Goodbye, Mr. York," Tammy said.

At this point, based on Gary's usual personality, he should have turned around and left without any hesitation...

Gary struggled for a moment and said concisely, "Get in the car."

But surprisingly, Gary felt a little tempted.

Gary did not have any revived feelings for his promiscuous ex-girlfriend Tammy. Rather, he could not let go of the grandfather clock in her coffee shop.

He couldn't forget it, and it pitched his heart.

"Get in the car. Let's go to lunch," Gary said.

Tammy quickly waved her hand, pointing to the magnificent restaurant ahead. "We don't need to drive. We can just walk. Mr. York, look, there's a restaurant I often go to just ahead. The food there is delicious."

Gary looked at it critically and reluctantly agreed. "Alright then."

Coincidentally, the magnificent restaurant was a membership-only restaurant that Gary had visited before. Although the food was average, it excelled in privacy.

Gary hated any physical contact with strangers. When dining, he also required extreme quiet. He couldn't stand it when people smacked their lips or made strange and vulgar sounds while eating.

"Mr. York, this is it. Let's go in," Tammy said enthusiastically as she opened the glass door.

The restaurant was bustling, like setting off firecrackers during the New Year, filled with all kinds of laughter and joy.

And also...

"Smack—"

"Slurp—"

"Smack, smack—"

All kinds of careless eating sounds.

"Tammy, what kind of place is this?" Gary looked shocked and in disbelief.

Tammy pointed to the restaurant's prominent logo and said, "It's a restaurant I've really liked recently. It's called McDonald's. Wow, their burgers are so delicious. The fries are good too, and they have sweet ice cream, and..."

"Mc..."

Gary couldn't say a complete sentence with a headache.

It turned out that Gary had misunderstood Tammy. The restaurant she was pointing to was not the magnificent membership-only restaurant, but the crowded fast-food chain next door.

Tammy had only recently become human and hadn't tried many delicious foods. Her taste was like a child's, and she really liked this kind of junk food and fast food.

"Uncle! You're blocking the way. That's not very moral!"

Tammy opened the glass door, but Gary was rooted to the spot, unwilling to step into such a messy fast-food restaurant, still immersed in his shock.

At this moment, a child with an old-fashioned face looked up and said loudly.

Gary heard the voice, his face darkened instantly, and he looked down at the child with an unkind gaze.

The child was frightened and ducked down, squeezing through the gap into the door of McDonald's. When he went in, he deliberately bumped into Gary and made a face at him.

Gary lost his footing and took two steps towards Tammy.

Tammy's eyes lit up. This was a great opportunity to "take advantage"!

She quickly pretended to be helpful and supported Gary, saying, "Mr. York, be careful not to fall. Let's go in, or we won't find a seat."

"Wait a minute, Tammy, I..."

Gary didn't resist in time and was dragged into the fast-food restaurant by Tammy, holding hands.

It was past lunchtime, so there weren't too many people in the fast-food restaurant, and it was easy to find an empty seat.

In the corner of the fast-food restaurant, Gary sat down with his arms crossed. The chair seemed a bit small for his exceptionally long legs, and the seat felt cramped, making the domineering Mr. York looks like...

A pushover.

Gary took a few deep breaths. Now that he was here, he could just bear with it. The most important thing was the grandfather clock.

No matter what, Gary had to buy that grandfather clock.

At this moment, the grandfather clock in the coffee shop seemed to have become the dream lover that haunted Gary's dreams. He couldn't bear to let it stay in someone else's home day after day, suffering "a***e" every day.

Gary said expressionlessly, "I'm not going to queue up to order."

Tammy also sat down and said with a smile, "Mr. York, don't you know? Nowadays, you can order by scanning a QR code. You don't need to queue up."

"Scan a QR code?" Gary furrowed his brows.

Tammy took out her phone and enthusiastically explained to him, "Yeah, has Mr. York never tried it before? Do you want to give it a try? It's fun."

"Childish," Gary crossed his arms again and said dismissively.

This was Gary's first time to a fast-food restaurant. With his superior status since birth, he had never ordered food by scanning a QR code.

Looking at the excitement on Tammy's face, Gary couldn't understand it at all. What's fun about ordering food by scanning a QR code? Isn't it just choosing what you want?

"Ah..."

Tammy said with a frown, "I want to have the McFish sandwich, but I also want to try the new hamburger. What should I do? Mr. York, which one should I choose?"

"Hmph—" Gary said nonchalantly, "Only children have to choose. As an adult, you should get everything without hesitation."

Tammy looked up at him and said, "Mr. York, only children waste things."

Gary: "..."

In the end, Gary didn't choose any junk food for lunch. Just hearing the sound of other customers smacking their lips, he lost all appetite.

Tammy across from him, however, was enjoying her meal. She was holding a round hamburger, and although her mouth didn't seem big, she could take a third of it in one bite. She ate silently, with her cheeks always looking full, somewhat resembling the little hamster Gary had kept when he was a child.

In three or four bites, Tammy had finished the McFish sandwich.

Gary wanted to laugh. Just now, she was talking about waste, but with the way Tammy was eating, she could probably buy five hamburgers and not waste any.

However, having said that, even if she ate five hamburgers in one meal, she was still easy to support. How much could five hamburgers cost?

"Whether it's easy to support or not, it's none of my business..." Gary suddenly realized he was thinking too much.

"Knock knock!"

Gary curled his fingers and tapped on the table, bringing his thoughts back to the topic. "Tammy, let's not beat around the bush. Be straightforward. How can you sell me your coffee shop's grandfather clock?"

"Sigh..." It was this question again.

Tammy almost choked. She swallowed her hamburger and looked at Gary with a grieved expression.

This look made Gary feel like a bully forcing someone into p**********n.

Gary said, "I must have that grandfather clock. You can name your conditions."

Why was Mr. York so persistent... Tammy felt extremely conflicted.

"Well..." Tammy said tentatively, "This grandfather clock is very important to me. Mr. York has to promise that after buying it, he absolutely cannot damage it and must protect it well."

"Of course," Gary said. "I'll take care of it a hundred times better than it is in your coffee shop."

Tammy said, "Also... I want to visit it from time to time."

"What?" Gary wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

He had only heard of sellers periodically visiting to check on small animals they had sold, to see if they were doing well in their new homes. He had never heard of someone buying a grandfather clock and then having the seller visit to check on it.

Gary had already planned to put the grandfather clock in his bedroom once it arrived, so he could see it every morning when he woke up.

If he agreed to Tammy's request, wouldn't she be coming into Gary's bedroom occasionally?

Tammy, who was his girlfriend before, hadn't been this close to him, and now, as his ex-girlfriend, she wanted to "enter his inner sanctum"?

Tammy was scheming, thinking that, firstly, she could earn a lot of money by "selling herself".

Secondly, she could also visit her true self from time to time to ensure everything was okay.

Most importantly, she could also "take advantage" of Mr. York. If they often met, hugs and cuddles would be effortless!

Of course, Tammy felt that she was also acting out of kindness. After all, Gary didn't have much time left, and by spending more time with him, she might find an opportunity to save his life.

In an instant, Tammy seemed as composed as a client with the upper hand, and she even tried to deceive him, saying, "I've made my request. Is Mr. York going to buy it or not? If you don't buy it, I'll sell it to someone else."