Harry certainly wouldn't be too bothered by this issue if it was him as the target. Because he had been good enough to protect himself from the many business partners who wanted to bring him down.

But this! The person dared to target his wife.

Wasn't this could be said that the person was waving the war flag in front of his eyes?

Resulting in the same vexation, a sudden phone call came in while Harry still hadn't finished speaking to his secret team.

Read a name on the screen. Dirga certainly spoiled his mood again with the news he was about to convey.

Harry answered the call lazily.

"What is wrong?" Harry asked disinterestedly.

Dirga from across the phone already heard panicked.

"Master, this is dangerous! There seems to be a massive demonstration of our contract workers at the Oasis field where the 'Deluxe Project' is being held. Miss Cleo has been trying to stop some people who want to rampage. You'd better come here right away. I don't know how long I can hold them back." Dirga's statement looked to give the impression of being in a hurry and dizzy.

Harry immediately rushed to the construction site when he heard that Cleo was also there fighting off the masses. Harry gave the code to his team to continue to monitor the situation and track the terrorist until monitors the CCTV around his home and office.

Harry still kept in touch with Dirga on the phone. Asked the man not to turn off his cell phone until he arrived.

Harry asked Dirga to convey the current situation that was taking place.

"What happened there and how did it happen?" asked Harry in great astonishment. Harry's project had never been this chaotic.

"This is the third time there has been a riot among the workers. So, why do they keep making trouble and not listen to what I have to say then?"

Dirga said a few reasons.

"Many workers have been replaced and the new workers seem to have been instigated by someone to make a fuss at this construction site. Starting from destroying the buildings they had built to ruffling the bricks in front of it. I've called several security guards to stand guard and chase them away while calming them down too. But it seems that the situation is still not conducive,"

Dirga suddenly asked, "Are you listening to me, Sir?" asked him when he felt that there was no voice and response from the other side of the phone after he had told a very long and worrying story.

Harry looked even more furious.

"You already know that construction is problematic. But why did you take that woman there instead?"

Dirga heard confusedly.

"Who do you mean, Sir?" asked Dirga, didn't understand for a moment. Then finally understood unconsciously.

"Ah! You mean Miss Cleo?" he asked to make sure.

"I have forbidden Miss Cleo to come along. But she insisted that she will help because after all, this is a project that she is also working on. I don't have the power to prevent her," Dirga was quickly defending himself before he was the one to be blamed.

Harry could only gently massage his forehead. Felt guilty to involve that woman in a project that turned out to be quite problematic. Harry shouldn't have delegated his work to Cleo.

Knew that she was indeed a bit unruly and liked to go around on her own. Even have different thoughts from most people in general.

Harry then asked again.

"Then what about the other woman?"

Dirga again confused.

"The other woman? Who?" asked Dirga.

Harry forced had to answer it.

"Aretta. What is she doing now?"

Thinking that this woman should have had a hand in quelling all people because that was her job as part of the field workers.

Aretta should be on the scene too. But Dirga actually said otherwise.

"Miss Aretta is nowhere to be seen. And she can't be reached. I've even called her to the office, but she's nowhere to be found. I don't know where she is now," Dirga's words immediately made Harry nervous.

What was that woman really planning?

Harry felt the problem would get bigger if he didn't get to the construction site soon.

Harry cursed the very congested street this afternoon.

Harry most hated the condition of his city which was always crowded and stagnant when he was doing important and emergency things. Hated to be stuck in long queues that did not help him to get out of anxiety at all to the point of being crushed until death amid the crowd.

Harry kept looking at his watch nervously.

Measuring the meeting distance between his current position to the construction site, which will take at least 30 minutes. Could things be under control if he arrived just in that time?

Didn't find enlightenment on the traffic that kept pushing his time forward and wasted. Harry swerved to the left. Parked his car on the side of the road.

Harry held his call with Dirga for a moment. Then contacted someone else. Only one tone of the call came in, the phone was picked up. Harry immediately spoke to the person.

"Get me a helicopter on the roof of the building. I'll be there in five minutes. I also need people," Harry said firmly and straightforwardly. The person he contacted immediately prepared what he asked for. Harry walked straight into a building.

Harry went upstairs in a special fast elevator. A simple helicopter was waiting for him along with the pilot. Harry was greeted warmly by several people who were already standing to greet him beside the helicopter.

Harry didn't seem to have much time for them. Harry asked them to do something, before boarding the helicopter.

"I need some of your men to come with me somewhere. The other, take another route to the location which I will send later. Ask them to get ready. I ask one person to look for someone," Harry ordered before disappearing, blown away by the helicopter.

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