The distance between the office to the house was quite close because they only took about 30 minutes to arrive. Armed with the habit of those who often did not talk anything in the car. The two of them arrived at the house calmly and did not disturb each other.

Harry went to his room to take a shower. And Cleo also went to her own room to soak and release fatigue and germs that had stuck to her since morning. Until asking Ane to prepare them dinner. And both of them went back to eat in a calm state with Harry still busy with his cellphone, reading some proposals.

Cleo glanced at Harry's activities briefly and then felt quite amazed because it was rare for her to see someone so painstaking in doing a job without pause.

After working from morning to night and he should go home to rest while enjoying his dinner. Harry actually still had to be busy with all his work routines which he controlled from his sophisticated and multi-tasking cellphone.

Rich and busy people were on different levels.

Even though a poor person like Cleo had also been as busy as himself, she only had time to eat his food once a day to keep working to earn as much money as possible so that she can pay off her debt quickly.

Cleo cannot deny that she was truly amazed by Harry's tireless work ethic even though this was the time for him to enjoy life.

Didn't Harry have so much money for him to enjoy all the perks he had for fun and entertainment? And didn't he have tons of secretaries and assistants who can help him with his work?

But that man, instead of taking advantage of everything he had. Instead, he preferred to work alone and did it directly.

Cleo raised her eyebrows as if she didn't want to care and gave up.

It's not really her business, after all! Cleo was able to pay off her debt, she was very grateful. She no longer wanted to care about the many attempts to collect the many gold nuggets in her safe pocket.

The important thing was that during these two years living together with Harry, Cleo's daily needs were certainly fulfilled. And about her business for a small bakery in the suburbs, she will also realize in the next two years with various plans that she was currently compiling.

After finishing his quiet dinner. Cleo put down the plate and walked to her room without saying anything to Harry, who was still not finished with his meal because he was busy replying one by one to the incoming messages.

Until then she lied down on the mattress and breathed the fresh air in her room. Cleo saw something small flying around once and then perched on one corner of the wall under the landscape painting in her room.

Cleo shouted spontaneously.

"Ahhhh ... !!!" She shouted loudly and asked someone to come immediately.

"AUNT!!" Cleo shouted for help. She screamed hysterically and stood timidly on her bed, screaming for Aunt Ane who she hoped would dare to chase away the insects that bothered her.

"Aunt!!" Cleo shouted several times. But who appeared was Harry who rushed into her room and looked at Cleo in surprise.

Cleo looked back sadly.

"Please! There are cockroaches!!" She groaned sadly and really hoped that the man she thought was cold would and will help her. In all her lifespan, that ridiculous beast was the most terrifying faceless beast for Cleo.

With its hairy body and limbs, and its disgusting, flying brown wings, its head had no obvious shape. The beast was the only animal that Cleo thought did not need to exist on this earth.

Okay, ignore all that disgusting thing and get back to the one main focus they needed to do right now, which was fighting!!

Maybe only Cleo was fighting against her tremendous fear. Meanwhile, Harry just stood there staring at her quietly.

Cleo begged once again to drive the creature that couldn't talk to from leaving.

"I'm so scared of that beast with an antenna! So please, please get rid of it immediately! Can you do that?" Cleo asked with full sincerity. And really felt scared.

Harry held back a little laugh inwardly. So this woman has fear too? Harry teased inwardly.

"It doesn't bite," Harry exclaimed dryly, announcing something he probably didn't know, and continued to stand casually in his calm position. Cleo held back her curses deeply.

"Yes! But it makes me disgusted! So please! Please, get rid of it!" Cleo asked once again with begging. Her eyes were keeping an eye on the little beast. And looked at Harry only once in a while when she was about to say something again.

Cleo was too scared if she even slightly distracted her attention from what she should be aware of. The beast will hide deeper and deeper somewhere and Cleo was forced to hurry away from this room no matter what.

So that she will be threatened with sleeping in another place for good!

Harry sighed seeing Cleo's exaggerated behavior. He walked to Cleo's dressing table to take some tissue. Then catch the animal that he thought was the most terrible in one catch and throw it into the toilet.

Cleo stared at him in amazement at all of Harry's movements and then heaved a sigh of relief. Her eyes filled with tears expressed her gratitude.

"Thank you," she exclaimed, getting out of bed and following Harry into the bathroom to make sure he was doing it right.

But when she had walked over to Harry from behind. Cleo almost tripped and fell when Harry, who had finished pressing the push button, suddenly turned around and surprised her suddenly.

Cleo, who tried to avoid him, accidentally tripped on her own leg and almost fell if there weren't all strong hands holding her from below. Harry dropped his left arm just below Cleo's body to support her body so she wouldn't fall.

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