Harry got out of his plan. He took Cleo to lunch at a restaurant that was not too far from the base where they were previously.
This unfamiliarity invited a frown on Cleo's forehead. It made her feel like something was wrong and something wasn't right. Cleo looked straight at Harry's figure with a super serious and slightly depressed expression.
Cleo even deliberately flashed a faint smile to show the same composure.
"You can still eat as peace and comfort as this without feeling like your actions were wrong?"
Cleo cast a disbelieving look. She was taken aback and She was very flattered by Harry's obedience to listening to all her requests perfectly.
Harry, still maintaining that mindset, glanced at Cleo.
"Why? You're not hungry? Then, you want to rectify what you said about my need to be calm and not impulsive?"
Cleo gave a helpless look. She nodded and agreed with Harry's words.
