Summit Farmer

After the gift was delivered, Peter Brown walked in. With a single glance, he noticed there were only about twenty tables, making the whole hall look quite spacious.

Jessamine Armstrong’s mother personally accompanied Peter and others inside. Upon seeing Peter examining the banquet tables, she quickly said, "We didn’t know you were coming. We’re a bit short on tables."

Peter turned to Charles Carter with a smile, "Charles, how should we handle this?"

Charles laughed, "Don’t worry, I have already prepared for this situation. I knew it would be like this, and I have sent my chefs over already. Adding about twenty tables should be enough."

Jessamine’s mother interjected, "Twenty? That’s too much. You only have a hundred people, adding ten tables will be enough."

Charles smiled again, "Well, it depends on who is coming. When they hear that Peter is here, I believe there will be a large crowd."

Reuben Taylor nodded, "Indeed, my father, learning Peter’s here, said he also wants to come over for a drink to celebrate."

Peter just laughed wryly, realizing that the number of people who might show up was indeed going to be quite a lot.

Soon, the tables were set up. Despite the original plan being to have them eat in a private room, Peter waved off the suggestion, saying, "Let’s enjoy the lively atmosphere outside."

"CEO Wang, our Chase is really lucky to have you as his friend."

Jessamine’s mother worked in the county and knew how to handle matters diligently. Originally, she didn’t think highly of Chase White, but today’s events made her change her perspective entirely. She started to actually like him, and her goodwill towards Peter increased even more.