"I haven't seen her since this morning. And I heard that she was on business elsewhere. Aretta seems also to have asked permission to leave for a day."

Harry then recalled Dirga's information.

"The protesters are angry that we are targeting jobs that are too high on top of their low daily wage figures. They also claim that they had have a lot of difficulties in balancing their work with less time. The demonstrators seemed annoyed with the additional rules made by the management either!"

Dirga's summary of explanation made Harry frown in frustration.

Harry seemed listening.

"Then why should someone throwing stones?" Harry asked cluelessly. Dirga also did not understand. Had heard a little about the incident of throwing to the fistfight that occurred. Dirga did not find the fatal mistake that should have occurred at that time.

"It seems that this person is an errand person who was deliberately inserted by someone in the crowd of demonstrators. Just registered himself as a manual laborer a month ago at the construction site. Someone seems to have deliberately tucked him in between the crowd to hurt Miss Cleo. I have detained the man in a special room, "

Dirga explained some of the details of the information he managed to get.

Harry asked Dirga to send him the full profile of the person. Told him to track down who the man had recently met and communicated with. Harry made it clear to Dirga not to take any action on the man until he came to see him himself.

Harry was still waiting for his team to track down Aretta and let him know. Hopefully, he could relate the woman's alibi to the bad situation that occurred at this time. Whatever the problem, Harry will surely find it.

Cleo had touched Willy's temple anxiously and worriedly, while Harry was still struggling with that thought.

Harry watched it with displeasure. He folded his arms in front of him with an expression that wanted to make a calculation but he didn't do it right away. Cleo didn't notice Harry's already sharp gaze directed at her.

Touched Willy's temple which had been neatly bandaged. Cleo asked her sadly.

"Sorry if I have to hurt you. Lie down now if you're tired! I'll help you," Cleo was giving the attention Willy certainly needed because she was the cause of the bleeding wound.

Harry immediately pulled Cleo to his side, ignored Willy's annoying gaze. He was also just put on a polite smile.

"He told me earlier that the wound was fine and there was no problem. The doctor even confirmed it. So you don't have to take care of him. Because there are already a lot of nurses and doctors who will be on duty," Harry emphasized Cleo's unnecessary worry about something that didn't require her services.

Harry added.

"We should head home straight away and you better get some rest. I'm sure you're still very tired and in shock over what happened. Mr. Willy certainly wouldn't mind. Is not it?" Harry glanced slightly at Willy for approval.

Willy this time agreed with Harry's words. Asked Cleo to better go back and rest. Cleo better coming back tomorrow when she was better.

"He's right, Cleo. I'm sure you must be tired too. And there are many nurses. I will rest a few days here. You can come back tomorrow," Willy provided a solution.

Harry's brows furrowed slightly when he heard that Cleo still had to come back to see him.

"Isn't that the wound that doesn't require you to spend the night in the hospital?" said Harry, not concerned about Willy's wound at all. Willy glared at him. Cleo looked at him, objecting.

"Do you really need to talk to him like that?" Cleo protested, didn't agree with Harry's way of speaking.

Willy just replied casually.

"I've decided to spend the night 'a few days' until this wound 'heals'. So it's had enough if just Cleo to accompany me. You! There's no need to go along with her!" Willy gave putting a lot of emphasis on his words.

Willy then once again reassured Cleo that he was fine. So that Cleo was finally forced to say yes after she made sure once again of Willy's condition.

"Alright! Alright! I can see it. Don't look at me with a look that looks like you want to lunge and claw at me. I'm going home," Cleo expressed her displeasure after she took a deep breath.

"I don't understand why you guys, who are usually so opposite in arguing. Suddenly even so compact in expelling me. I'll be back tomorrow," Cleo finally gave up and then said goodbye.

Cleo finally went home with Harry, after she felt tired too.

Cleo then asked Harry about something that was bothering her.

"But, I'm still curious. Why is one of the workers throwing stones at me? Did I have to get into an argument with him? Or is it just a coincidence and the guy is in a bad mood?" Cleo's asked with all her curiosity.

They had been discharged from the hospital. And had been on their way home. After Harry's driver came to pick them up. However, Cleo couldn't stop her curiosity to found the truth.

Harry still didn't want to give the right answer first so Cleo wouldn't worry too much. While Cleo was still clinging to her disbelief.

"I've had a good conversation with them from the start. And those, who originally wanted to destroy the place, began to feel better. But someone with no clear purpose, suddenly wants to harm me?"

Cleo began to tell the chronology she knew. But still hard to believe what she experienced. She glanced at Harry seriously.

The fact that Harry had come to the place so quickly after he had taken advantage of his private helicopter was far more shocking indeed. But Cleo tried to ignore it.

It was too strange for a protester to commit individual violence to his opponent when the crowd around him didn't do the same. Where at that time all the masses did make a big fuss by destroying objects around them and voicing their opinions loudly.

But no one did the excessive physical activity.

So, that person shouldn't hurt a woman in a crowd if the man was just trying to make a simple demonstration. Where the heads of their own demonstrators had been invited to negotiate.

The man's actions were clearly out of sync with the situation.

"So, because of that, does this have anything to do with the mysterious message?" Cleo asked. Where she captured that there was something interrelated in two situations that occurred at almost the same time.

First. She had just received a message threatened.

And the second. Exactly one day after the threatening message he received, she nearly suffered a serious injury.

So, the two, of course, have a special relationship!

Harry looked deeply at Cleo. He didn't expect that Cleo would think so far and so sensitively. Let's rethink! Since when did she become so smart?

Harry sighed.

Only smart in certain situations that did not require her to be smart. And so stupid in a simple situation that she should be able to digest quickly. Cleo should still be unintelligent in a situation that might just be a coincidence.

Harry then was a little hesitant in answering.

"You're thinking too far, My wife," said Harry, while turning his face away nonchalantly.

Cleo looked straight at him.

"My wife?" But Cleo put that designation aside first.

"You think is that so?" Cleo considered it again.

Cleo subconsciously bit her lip. While Harry felt unable to do a lot.

"For the next, I will deal with the problems that occurred at the construction site. So for now you don't have to intervene with this matter again. I will delegate your work to someone else."

Cleo immediately objected.

"Why is that your decision?" said Cleo, who did not accept.

Harry seemed like he didn't care.

"You gave the task to me. But now you want to pull it back?" Cleo spoke in a rising tone. She then laughed mockingly.

Harry looked at her strangely.

"Weren't that day you unhappy when I delegated this work to you?" Harry asked. And Cleo confirmed it.

"Yes. But now, everything is much better and easier for me to work it. So that, I think, you can't just pull it back as you wish arbitrarily!"

Cleo was sure what she said was true.

Cleo even more glared at Harry.

"What's the real reason so you pull me out of the project anyway? Don't you want someone close to you, can be your accomplice and ear to keep an eye on Aretta, as well as this project of yours? Why have you changed your mind just now? Because I'm not competent enough to deal with the demonstrators?" asked Cleo in frustration.

Harry of course didn't agree with her statement but didn't say anything first to make Cleo even more anxious to think about the possibility that the threat might exist and be dangerous.

Harry saw the disappointed look on Cleo's face again.

"I know I'm not quite as competent as you would like me to be. But hasn't all this been going well for a while? Without, of course, what happened today!"

Harry looked frustrated to give his reasons. He had actually planned this beforehand, after learning that Willy was also part of his partner's company. Harry actually wanted to plan to replace Cleo.

But all of that was delayed due to several things.

"Maybe you're right. After this incident, I have to find someone more competent."

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