Harry and Cleo descended the elevator to the basement after Cleo finished taking the dirty clothes she had left. With a sigh of relief because it turned out that the third dress was useless for today. Cleo hugged the bag with a very happy feeling.

Didn't know where Martha went.

Anyway, since Steven reprimanded her, the woman never showed her nose again in front of Cleo as if she had completely disappeared. And no matter what that woman will do in there, Cleo, who was now not at the party, can be complacent about ending her long night with a peaceful ending.

But before they had time to close the elevator door tightly when they entered, Cleo caught a man she knew very well in one of the rooms opposite the lift when the door to the room was opened.

Willy?

Cleo sharpened her eyesight to make sure that what she saw was not wrong. But no matter how many times Cleo tried to deny and stare with uncertainty. The man who was standing in the room with someone else was really Willy.

Not a fake Willy or anyone like him. But really him.

What did he do in this expensive hotel? Have any important business? What's more, his eyes seemed to recognize her?

Willy, who was staring out of the room which led to the elevator door accidentally met Cleo's eyes.

The panicked Cleo immediately looked down and looked away to the other side. And the elevator door was automatically closed.

It was as if the heart was going to fall off! Cleo smiled inwardly and tried to convince herself.

Willy wouldn't have recognized her right?

However, Cleo now appeared very different from the old Cleo! Although her face still looked the same and had only changed quite a lot with various kinds of make-up. But her excellent friend Willy couldn't possibly recognize her appearance, right?

Cleo thought about that possibility in horror. And hurriedly managed her panic with great seriousness.

Harry, who had been with her for a long time, gave Cleo a strange look. Until then asked.

"You are okay?" Harry asked with a slightly furrowed brow.

Cleo smiled uncertainly.

"Yes. I think so," Cleolied vaguely. And Harry gave her a more confused look.

Cleo added.

"I've been good so far," she added with reassurance and returned to think about this very coincidence.

While walking towards Harry's car, Cleo ignored the incident with a positive mind.

Willy wouldn't be that easy to recognize her now at a glance and be sure it was her. You could say the meeting of their two faces was only a few seconds before the elevator doors closed tightly.

So that the possibility for Willy to recognize her was very small and minimal. Yes. For the time being, that was what Cleo had patented in her mind until everything will be uncovered later.

But not even five minutes Cleo thought of that, a message came to her cellphone as they prepared to get out of the parking lot in Harry's car which had been driving casually.

Message from Willy. The man seemed to have a GPS radar in her head. And Cleo immediately read it.

[ 'Where are you? ] - wrote Willy.

[ 'At home. Why? ] - Cleo replied briefly. Where the house she meant here was the house where she worked and which she made up her own story.

[ 'It is okay. Just ask and say good night! ] - wrote a strange Willy that only Cleo could catch in the sense that he was only checking. That was all.

So that Cleo pretended not to understand it.

['Okay. Good. Good evening then ~] - Cleo replied, ending their message.

However, a message was sent back to her cellphone after a short delay.

Willy sent her a follow-up message.

[ 'You're at your master's house, right? ] - Willy asked with certainty.

Cleo immediately endured all her struggles not to scream.

[ 'Of course. If not, where should I be? ] – Cleo replied, pretending.

Willy returned to writing his message one last time.

[ 'I have no idea. In that case, ignore my message because I might be delirious! ] - wrote Willy dazed.

And Cleo finally can reply relaxed.

['Okay! ]

Their message ended with Harry's gaze fixed on Cleo several times. But Cleo only realized that when she put her cellphone down and looked at Harry.

"This message is quite important. So I have to reciprocate. Sorry, if the notification sound is disturbing," Cleo exclaimed, thinking that Harry was disturbed by the sound of the incoming message on her cellphone which she did not silence.

After hearing Cleo's words, Harry looked ahead again. Then without saying anything, he walked quietly drove through the night streets until they came home.

Until a message returned to Cleo's cellphone the next day after Cleo arrived at the office and sat down. Cleo looked at her cellphone with displeasure. Again?

*Truktruk ... message*

[ We have to meet up! When and where call me! ]

Willy wrote hastily. And Cleo didn't dare to answer his message again until the second message came in.

[ 'If you don't want to see me. I'm gonna ask my IT friend to trace your cell phone. Or if necessary I will terrorize you! ]

The message that was written with a lot of threatening tones made Cleo slightly shudder. Asked his IT friend? And maybe will terrorised her too??

What's wrong with him? Why was Willy suddenly asking her to meet and insist on? Did he notice anything yesterday?

Cleo was a little afraid to imagine that possibility. She wasn't entirely sure herself but replied to Willy's message quickly and stiffly.

[ 'Meet me at the usual place at 3 o'clock! Then don't you dare to trace my cellphone!! ] - Cleo replied as soon as possible of what Willy wrote really quickly realized immediately.

Tomorrow was Tuesday. And that meant tomorrow was the day off that she had received permission. So that when the class ended, Cleo could immediately go to Uncle Alex's coffee shop to meet Willy.

That was the original plan when Cleo decided to face Willy no matter what. With a note, Cleo will not reveal her fake marriage to Harry whatever happened because she didn't want to make Willy terrorize her even more!

So, after receiving an agreeing reply message from Willy and putting her cell phone back down. Cleo threw away all her thoughts about Willy. Then, let this matter be her business for the next day.

Because today Cleo only needed to take care of all the work that had accumulated!

As a result of the bullying, Cleo was angry with Dirga while on the roof of the office building at that time. Dirga with all his volunteerism at Harry's request added Cleo's work in several parts that he thought were easy, simple, and would not at all be difficult for her to do.

However, Cleo was finally able to find a place to work in Harry's room with a side table not far from him. Can only look at all of her work with an accepting attitude.

It was undeniable that Cleo, who had never been used to working on a sailing table, so far. Experiencing some obstacles in completing all work more slowly than people her age who had worked in the field for a long time.

But apart from all that, it seemed that Cleo's job didn't look too bad in the eyes of Dirga and Harry as well. Harry himself was reportedly very stingy in giving praise. However, it can give satisfaction to Cleo's report results.

Cleo gave Harry a glance then looked down nervously. There were some questions that Cleo wanted to ask him but because Cleo kept seeing Harry busy and serious with his work. Cleo didn't find the right time to ask.

So Cleo continued to play with her pen in circles and was anxious.

But when Cleo just thought that if only Dirga were here with him. Harry already looked up and looked at Cleo.

Cleo realized that was shocking.

"Why?" Cleo asked while raising her face and stopping her pen game which might disturb Harry.

Harry looked at Cleo for a moment then made a voice.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" Harry asked in short words that somehow could quickly find out what was in Cleo's head.

Cleo smiled happily and nodded. He stood up from his place. Then walked towards where Harry was carrying his report book to ask.

"I'm confused about this report. Yesterday, Dirga said that the percentage of a more dominant tariff increase was 1.5% of the share. But in this case why is it only 0.75% when it could be more? Will the remainder be allocated for another portion?" Cleo asked seriously and excitedly.

This may be the first time Harry had acted like he cared about her and wanted to help.

Well, even though Harry didn't say it directly that Cleo could ask him and he would answer it straight away. Cleo continued to ask her question confidently.

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