Facade Love: Marrying A Perfect Husband

The shocking news didn't stop there. Harry should have guessed that Muliawan wouldn't just keep things simple. But of course, he will deliberately create a fire bigger than that.

Something bad was still waiting for them. But for now, there were more important things that Cleo had to straighten out first. After Alfin had even protested once.

"I can understand that you guys want to deal with this matter so carefully and accurately. However, how is it possible that you guys could just and long talk nonstop like you're on a doing holiday?"

Although, they have seen by their own eyes and minds that the losses they got were not small. Not to mention, the critical information that Dirga kept conveying to Harry during their discussion.

However, apart from monitoring, listening, and being calm. There was nothing else that Harry was doing. He was busy sipping his hot tea like an emperor. Even though his eyes never looked relaxed ever since the matter about his family surfaced.

Cleo folded her arms across her chest.

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"Two hours have passed, my brethren! You've had the discussion along your ass clinging to your majestic couch or swivel chair! But there's nothing else for you all to do but enjoy your meltdown. Then, should I regret my decision to come with you!"

Cleo narrowed her eyes. Fixing her attention only on Harry and waiting for him with a logical reason.

Harry raised his head slowly then glanced at Cleo. Just now added up the total loss they got as a result of his second uncle. Cleo's grunts should be on the list, Harry thought practically.

Harry gave valuable advice.

"If you're bored. You can watch tv or play games. Surfing in cyberspace. Or do whatever you find fun."

Cleo looked at Harry sarcastically.

"Then with that things, you will let me hear all their cursing and the words that brought down your family? Is that what you wanted?"

Anyone would know that all television stations are currently broadcasting news about Muliawan. Likewise with all media on social networks. Those entire would only make Cleo more annoyed even though she wasn't the one being scolded.

Cleo grumbled again.

"Then, despite it all. You certainly know that I couldn't play games! And your sentence just now was an insult!?"

Luan and Alfin giggled. Laughing at Cleo's funny antics and arguments.

Harry didn't give up.

"If that, take a nap. I know you're tired and I know that you must have been rocked too much. So it's only natural that you seek an outlet by resting."

Cleo gave her a blank stare. Growing and sneering. Cleo also folded her arms tightly in front of her chest. While leaning back in her chair with a rebellious expression.

Harry suddenly gave a different look. Glancing at Luan and Arthur. Then asked seriously. After he looked like he was about to get his shows started right away.

"Have you two had recorded all the TV stations and newspapers in any form, which broadcast Muliawan's news and summarized it?"

Luan and Arthur nodded in union and answered confidently.

"Of course. It was very easy. And soon it will be done!" Luan looks busy in front of his laptop. Typing a series of sentences and smiled contentedly.

Arthur did not lose to made comments.

"So do I. And soon all that information will be in your inbox."

Steven looked confused. Likewise, Cleo, who was now to be interesting in their conversation. So that she unconsciously straightened her body to be more straight and leaning forward. Then, those bright eyes started to sparkle.

"What are you going to do with all that information?"

Harry cracked a grin.

"Boycott them. And teach them a valuable lesson."

Alfin and Reihan, who had understood Harry's way of working all along, looked at each other with understanding eyes.

"Then for you," Harry at Alfin and Dirga at the same time.

"Reassure the shareholders that I will return things to the way they were without any significant loss. Keep them quiet and freeze."

Alfin chuckled.

"Isn't there anything else I can do besides calming those annoying directors? They get emotional easily when it comes to money and company profits. They will surely blame my performance all the way. Even though the troublemaker was your second uncle."

Dirga also didn't seem too sure that he could give them confidence. Because before he left out the office after this matter happened, there were already many directors and related people asking about this issue impatiently.

They all sounded panicked. And what was even more worrying was that during the time the news spread like a rocket, the person concerned did not provide any information at all.

Dirga then asked anxiously.

"However, Sir. Was Madam safe right now? I completely forgot about her condition? And are there already a lot of reporters gathered there to steal information?"

Cleo just realized this important obstacle.

"I didn't think the matter through too much far, Har. What Dirga said is quite risky. How about grandma? Is it right that we leave her together like that?"

Everyone's attention turned to Harry.

"I've asked a lot of people to look after hee. You guys don't have to worry and focus on facing my uncle. Because I've also put a great doctor beside grandma until she recovers."

Cleo did not express sadness.

Harry continued his orders.

"Then especially for you, Reihan. please at a press conference for me shortly."

Many pairs of eyes leaked Harry straight. They were astonished and widened their eyes.

"Press conference?"

Reihan represented everyone's thoughts to voice their surprise. rolled his eyes and wanted to make sure he heard again. Because Harry he knew was a man who hated all forms of publicity and media.

But, the results of his assessment so far, maybe it was wrong?!

Harry had a dark face.

"Yes. And make sure there is not a single tv show that doesn't show my performance later."

Arthur was still worried about a few things.

"But, we still haven't managed to find any clues and information about your cousin. So how could you break all the bad assumptions that come as a representative of your family?" Arthur still had doubts about Harry's decision.

But Harry showed nothing hesitation. Although the risk of being humiliated he could get. Several people agreed

to Arthur.

"Then what about me? Does the problem at this time require my help?"

All the men in the room knew Steven was the least frequent member on duty. But not without reason he was invited to attend the meeting.

"You can come to help me behind the scenes and put things together. It could also help me rummage through all the outdated data regarding our female lead of today."

"You can also help me find, for example, something related to this matter?"

"Or, help me find connections to various tv stations to make my job easier?"

"And if necessary, you can also help with my office works."

This last statement invites confusion. The atmosphere was to be quiet. Then they turned to Dirga.

"You want me to help you finish your work at the office?" asked Steven with all the disbelief in his eyes.

Is he a freelancer specifically to help out other people's work in a visible way?

So does Steven need to remind him what his main job has been if someone has forgotten this important thing?

He smiled awkwardly.

"I only offered myself when everyone else was also doing that."

Alfin burst out laughing.

Harry spoke before Alfin finally made an addition.

"I need you to help me find Jenny, Stev."

Steven asked for more explanation.

"I want you to check all the orphanages and schools that received your donations, the figure of Jenny with strict selection. Without eliminating the possibility that it might be useful."

Steven finally understood what his tasks were.

He was indeed diligent in donating around various schools and orphanages. It has continued to this day for a long time. Although he had lived for a long time in another country. But kept watching his foster children through other people.

Steven gave in to this request to take it. Selecting agree and willing to accept it.

Harry's entire team then split up and carried out the tasks they had been given.

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