"Too bad I couldn't attend your wedding at the time, Mr. Harry. What if this time you took your wife to have lunch together? I think we need to get acquainted," Robby offered his suggestion and Harry agreed.

He called Cleo's cellphone and told her to wait in the lobby. Cleo who was surprised to receive the first phone call from Harry answered the call reluctantly then finally agreed to his request.

Walked towards the downstairs and three men were already waiting quietly there.

Cleo greeted the strange man in front of her.

"Good afternoon, sir! Nice to meet you. And introduce me, I am Cleo Alayster. His wife," Cleo said, introducing herself shyly and weirdly. Cleo smiled kindly at him.

Robby looked at Cleo with a laugh.

"Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Cleo. It's an honor to meet you. I'm Robbyanto. And you can call me Robby," said Robby friendly in contrast to his face that looked fierce.

Cleo looked at him happily.

"You're welcome, Mr. Robby. I am also honored to be acquainted with you," said Cleo sweetly and then looked at Harry. Harry then looked back at her.

"So we're going to eat outside?" Cleo asked happily because she heard the word food.

Harry replied curtly, "Yes,"

He invited Robby to come along with him, "Come, come with me!"

At the same time as all those who had followed them behind.

However, after only taking a few steps through the door, Cleo was already blocked by someone.

Willy had succeeded in tracking Cleo's cellphone GPS. And immediately came to Harry's office to meet her. Luckily, the woman immediately came out as soon as he arrived. Cleo who was surprised unconsciously screamed Willy's name and made everyone turn to him. Including Robby, who also looked surprised when he saw Willy.

Willy, who had twitched his eyes from Robby, pulled Cleo's hand closer to him.

"We need to talk. So, come with me!" Willy exclaimed while continuing to pull Cleo with force. Harry, who saw it immediately stopped him.

"What are you doing? Don't take her anywhere. Or I'll call security," Harry said threateningly and Willy ignored him. He kept holding Cleo and wouldn't let anyone get in his way.

"Move," he exclaimed casually but coldly. Harry was not afraid.

"I'm not moving aside until you let her go," Harry showed no emotion but his eyes flashed.

"And I won't let her go until you step aside and let me talk to her," Willy replied sharply and he made Cleo dizzy.

Until Dirga was forced to come forward to get in the way.

"Please take care of your attitude and don't make a fuss!" he asked Willy seriously and remained polite for his first warning. But Willy became increasingly impatient.

He intended to push the two men away. But his hand was caught by Harry's hand pressing against him.

"I told you, let her go! Are you deaf?" exclaimed Harry admonished. Willy glared at him.

"And if I don't want to?" Willy asked defiantly.

"I'll call the cops," Harry exclaimed in a serious threatening tone. Cleo spontaneously stared at the two in horror.

"Are you guys going to make a fuss here like little kids?" Cleo asked irritatedly. She looked at Willy, "Willy, please don't make a fuss!" she said.

Then turned to Harry and said too, "Harry, please don't overreact because I'm going to have a good talk with him. You go with Mr. Robby first because I can't seem to come with you this time."

Cleo added, "Please understand my position," she said while pressing and holding back frustration.

Harry then let them go and let them talk. He walked away. And a panicked Dirga, trying to catch up with Harry while inviting Robby to come along with him. They left Willy and Cleo, who was now ready to argue.

Cleo gave Willy a fierce look.

"How did you know I would be here?" Cleo asked, suspecting Willy and Willy just let go of Cleo's hand to dodge.

"That is not important. What's important now is, tell me what really happened to you !? And tell me what are you doing there?" Willy asked, pointing to the office building in front of his eyes. And looked at Cleo's appearance with full judgment.

"You work in that office?" Willy said in disbelief and doubting his own vision. Cleo replied calmly.

"Yes, because I married him. It's natural if I work in his office," replied Cleo, making Willy shocked.

"But I didn't know you were married! So when and how did it happen, tell me everything! Is it true that you are married? And why didn't you invite me?" Willy asked frustrated by his chaotic thoughts.

Cleo was half lying.

"Almost two months ago and it was done privately. Sorry," Cleo answered without looking. And Willy immediately smacked her.

"Two months ago?" Willy looked at him uncertainly, "How is that possible? Didn't you tell me that you were working?" Willy asked incredulously.

"Yes, but I work to take care of his unwell grandmother. Does that answer your question?" asked Cleo back. Until Willy squinted his eyes.

"I can't believe it," he muttered.

Cleo frowned, "What did you say?"

"You're not wearing your wedding ring. That means you are not really married yet. Am I wrong?" Willy stared at Cleo's innocent fingers. Cleo didn't use any supporting accessories on her finger. If she was indeed married, the wedding ring should have been pinned on her ring finger without being absent.

So why wasn't she wearing the ring?

Cleo covered her right hand with her other hand in front. Since she married Harry, Cleo did not use her wedding ring for simple reasons. The ring didn't suit her. And the ring was too expensive. Also in stark contrast to the fake owner.

So because of that, Cleo felt hard to just wear it. And Harry didn't use the ring himself. So what for she had to be busy wearing it?

But that didn't mean she didn't keep the ring properly so it's easy to take it out whenever she needed it. After all, at this time, it was very natural for a husband and wife to kept their rings tightly and not use them for daily events.

Cleo took out a ring from inside her open collar. Remove the ring from the chain necklace she hung. Then attached it herself to her finger. Willy watched everything she was doing with a chaotic focus.

"Are you really married??" Willy asked repeatedly for the umpteenth time. And Cleo nodded confidently.

"Yes. And this is the proof," Cleo exclaimed, showing the ring she was wearing in front of him. Willy was at a loss for words.

He stared at the ring annoyed, then left. Cleo stared at his departure with a confused look at the same time tired and frustrated.

Does he need to be so surprised to see me married? Do I have to be single all my life? thought Cleo did not understand.

After completing her explaining activities, Cleo looked at the remnants since the shadow of Willy's departure in confusion. Then walked back into the office building. Exactly one second before a phone call stopped her.

Cleo read a line of the name recorded on her cellphone screen.

'The Cold King is calling ….'

Rolled her eyes lazily. And answered the call smoothly.

"Yes, dear?" She exclaimed sweet but in her heart, she wanted to throw up. Harry, who called, was silent for a moment. Did he dial the wrong number?

"What are you doing?" he asked coldly without caring about his surroundings.

"Back to the office when I'm done talking to Willy?" she replied innocently.

"Turn your body and come here! We still have lunch with Mr. Robby. Don't you forget," said Harry, then hung up the phone.

Cleo then turned around and looked around.

Harry's black car was still waiting for her there. He hadn't left since before? Cleo stared in surprise and walked towards the car.

Since leaving Cleo and Willy just like that, Harry didn't really go to leave them just like that. He just got into the car and waited until Cleo finished talking to the stranger.

And kept silent in the car ignoring all the curious glances Robby was shown him. Until Dirga was forced to take over the atmosphere by inviting Robby to talk occasionally and provided reasons.

"He is Madam's old friend. They have not met for a long time and now they are definitely talking about it," explained Dirga, explaining without being asked beforehand. Robby just nodded pretending to understand.

He smiled dryly then waited quietly on the seat, occasionally glancing outside. Harry, busy with his own thoughts, began to count down the time.

10 minutes.

If they didn't finish in 10 minutes then Harry will drove away.

But not later than that time, Cleo was done with all her business with Willy, whether it was complete or not. Harry spontaneously dialed Cleo's number when he saw the woman about to walk back into his office.

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