A situation was starting to force Cleo to think seriously and awkwardly. Made Harry turn to her either. And noticed the confused look on Cleo's face, then asked her. It was as if he could read Cleo's mind precisely.
"What's wrong with you? Is there a new problem that you are thinking about? Or, is there a complicated matter troubling your mind?"
Cleo shook her head weakly.
"I just feel like Jenny's childhood photo reminds me of something. Maybe I've seen her face somewhere that I haven't remembered where?"
Cleo still couldn't find the answer to this question.
Whereas Harry had reached over her shoulder and gently stroked Cleo's arm.
"I really know you want to make a high contribution for me. But if you didn't manage to remember. You don't need to force your brain to work harder. I have a great team that I can trust. So, you don't have to worry and leave the entire search effort to us."
Harry tried to calm Cleo again.
