So beautiful...it was her!!

Knowing Deming's objective of coming to the restaurant and after cursing him in his heart, he reluctantly went to call his friend who owns this restaurant.

All this time, Deming was beautifully sipping his bubble tea with all ease as if all his objectives will soon be fulfilled. Little did he know that his actions are all monitored from the moment he stepped down on the ground of London.

Sometime he do felt that someone was following him, but he didn't paid any heed to it.

After Rick ended the call, a staff soon came to them and led them to the surveillance room of the restaurant.

"Show us the footage of Thursday afternoon, from the camera that focuses table number 15 and the ones that are around it", Rick ordered.

Deming took a seat a little far from the operator but he can still see the screen clearly from the place he sat.

The operator gave a quick nod to them and began to swipe his hand professionally on the keyboard.