Fatso sure had some reliable intel.
Harrison Clark's eyebrows twitched, not knowing how much gossip Fatso had heard.
Being an honest person, he calmly replied, "Not much, she did me a big favor, so I wrote her a song in return."
"That's all?" Fatso clearly didn't believe him.
Furious, Harrison snapped, "Bullshit! What else could it be?"
"But I heard that after having dinner with Lucia, you stayed in Homey Rose for almost three hours, leaving close to midnight. After you left, nearly half an hour later, Lucia also came out of Homey Rose, wiping her tears as she walked to her car."
Harrison's mouth hung open, his jaw almost dropping to the floor, "Your intelligence network is a bit scary."
"No, didn't you notice? Right opposite Homey Rose, there's a surveillance camera. The incident with Lucia backing you up yesterday became quite a stir in our circle, so I got curious and asked a friend to take a look."
Harrison: "..."
