When Harrison Clark received the call, Julia Lambert was about to go through the hiring process.
He was shocked by Harrison's request and found it hard to understand.
But instead of responding harshly, he negotiated with the company he was about to join, put his employment on hold, and bought a ticket to Oxfordshire on the spot.
In the cafe next to Homey Rose, the piano was playing gracefully, and the waiters in tailcoats moved around.
Harrison sipped his tea at intervals.
He didn't really like coffee.
Ward Owen held his coffee cup with both hands, his eyes glued to the notebook in front of him, murmuring something.
He was still practicing singing.
The big man didn't live up to the stereotype of the second generation of the rich; he was fighting hard to meet Harrison's standards.
In Ward Owen's life creed, he didn't lack anything, only the discovery of what he truly wanted to do.
