Even though he didn't show a aningful expression, from his eyes it seed that he rembered that he had instructed Dirga to ask the woman to use the card he had deposited wisely. And Harry was sure Dirga must also have conveyed that. use a direct nod.
"Didn't you say—"
"Yes, sir. Do I need to investigate further? " Dirga asked, who had been very accustod to investigating everything about whatever information he got.
If it was true that the credit card was used by Miss Cleo, then he needed to find out more about that before finally making a decision. If necessary he will reprimand him directly.
But Harry said differently. With his flat expression, Harry asked Dirga to do sothing else.
"No need. Just make the lawsuit straight away," Harry ordered.
Dirga looked confused. Seeing that, Harry added.
"Didn't she violate article 41 of the contract letter?" Harry asked.
Only then did Dirga understand what his boss ant.
"She used that kind of money within three days after the wedding?" Harry asked, floating without aning to doubt it. The real question he asked was not for Dirga. But because only the man was there, Dirga answered spontaneously.
"Two days to be exact, sir. Because I received this SMS yesterday when the transaction was made. But since we were very busy yesterday, I forgot to tell you, " Dirga said honestly.
Harry didn't flinch.
"Doesn't that an he violated article 41 of the agreent letter?" Harry asked which imdiately confused Dirga.
Then after Dirga recalled all the contents of the article, Dirga finally nodded.
"Do I need to check further, what was the money actually used for?" Dirga asked who was used to investigating many cases on the orders of his boss.
Harry seed to have thought of sothing. He refused.
"No need," he refused, "just make a lawsuit for her."
Just as Harry finished saying that, the elevator door opened. Dirga, who initially wanted to interrupt and discuss Cleo's problem further, was forced to abandon it.
With one nod, he imdiately agreed.
"Yes sir."
***
One day before,
When Cleo arrived ho as soon as she ca ho from her trip with Harry's grandmother, she imdiately reported her return to Mrs. Sofia. And when it seed that the condition of the house was still the sa as when she left it this afternoon, that was, it still looked lonely without any sign of Harry's presence at the house, Cleo imdiately went into her room and cleaned up.
It didn't take more than an hour, Cleo was finished and went out to find food. She walked towards the kitchen, and looked for Ane.
"Aunt, Ane?" Cleo called several tis. But, still can't see her. Until her third call, Aunt Ane appeared and approached her.
"Isn't Mr. Harry ho yet?" Cleo asked.
Aunt Ane shook her head.
"Then, please make sothing. I'm hungry, "Cleo asked.
Ane nodded. And then provide a bowl of rice and so side dishes complete with dessert for Cleo. Seeing that, Cleo looked at her.
"You have eaten?" Cleo asked, "If not, let's eat together."
She looked confused. But after a while, she shook her head and smiled. Indicates she didn't want to join. Or maybe didn't dare. Seeing that, Cleo looked at her sadly.
"Don't you want to eat with ?" Cleo asked with a disappointed face. Aunt Ane panicked.
"It's really unpleasant to have to eat food this good by myself," Cleo continued sadly, "I've been through it for years. But I'm still not used to it. And since you are here, will you co to eat with ?" Cleo asked once again.
Aunt Ane, who had never had a table with her employer, felt that her new madam's request was a little strange and confusing. Because of that, she just stood there silent and restless.
Made Cleo ask again.
"Okay. If you don't want to eat, how about sitting here with to eat?" Cleo offered again. This ti she offered her a special seat.
Ane looked at her doubtfully. After a long silence, she finally took a seat directly across from Cleo. Seeing that, Cleo smiled happily.
"Well! That's it!" Cleo exclaid happily. She went back to eating again while asking so other questions.
"Does your boss usually co ho very late?" Cleo asked Auntie Ane while glancing at the clock on the wall which has pointed at eight o'clock in the evening. Her first spoon tonight made her feel good. No matter how many tis Cleo felt it, she was always amazed.
Aunt Ane answered Cleo's question with a nod. And Cleo imdiately frowned a little. It was not surprising to know that her husband often ca ho late, but Cleo was actually surprised because Aunt Ane has only given her an answer with a nod.
Cleo started asking another question.
"Are you really a quiet person?" Cleo asked in the end. She decided to ask directly about Aunt Ane's personality. Didn't know if she will understand what she ant or not. But Cleo felt she needed to ask that question.
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