Chapter 009 ( Make Up Any Story )

Cleo also didn't expect this to be like a story in a novel or drama, where there was a grandmother who pretended to be sick or was very ill so that she asked his family for a final, urgent wish, like a wedding for his dear grandson or something.

It was too terrifying for her to imagine.

"She was not sick. She was just throwing tantrums to go home for some reason," Dirga's words broke all Cleo's arguments earlier.

Throwing tantrums?

Cleo looked at Dirga in disbelief. Which adult would want to be admitted in the hospital that smells like medicine and syringes, if she was not sick?

Even little kids hated the hospital's smell.

"Then what could I tell and not to her? Shouldn't we even match our alibi, so that I could impress her as a girlfriend? I honestly don't know much about your boss. Therefore, how long was my courtship with your boss that I will tell Mrs Sofia."

Dirga was silent for a moment while bowing his head down to think. Then he lifted it back up.

"You have the right to make up any story about your relationship as long as it is reasonable. Mr Harry never told Mrs Sofia anything about his lover. He only told Mrs Sofia that he had been in a secret relationship with a woman for two years for some reason."

"And of course, all of that is just a fictional story that he made up for Mrs Sofia because that woman never existed," Dirga explained.

So, it was his grandmother, the family who forced him to marry as soon as possible. Because of that, Harry inevitably had to find someone to marry legally?

Even though she felt burdened by the requirements, Cleo felt that at least she should thank Mrs Sofia, because it was thanks to her blessing that Cleo could immediately pay off all her debts.

If it was true, what Harry and his secretary said that he would fulfil whatever she asked, then Cleo was sure, it would be okay if she asked for several hundred million because he was so rich.

Maybe they would think that Cleo was materialistic or something, but she didn't care because this was mutually beneficial cooperation. After all, Harry also knew from the start the reason why Cleo volunteered in his problem.

Yes, therefore, she considered that this cooperation would be mutually beneficial. Because Harry avoided a long unwanted marriage. And also Cleo did it for her survival.

"Okay. I will try it. "

Cleo's words confirmed that she was willing to do anything for the contract.

Dirga already knew what the woman would propose if this contract were successful. Even though he was not entirely sure of his boss's decision, as his boss-employee, he could only obey.

He had deeply investigated this woman that he met. Cleo Alayster was just an ordinary woman who had lived alone after her parents died when she was a child, and also her uncle, who followed two years ago.

She did not come from a complete and wealthy family. Of course, because of that, this woman took the initiative to offer herself to do the unusual contract agreement for financial reasons.

But with that status, he was not sure that Harry's family would easily accept Cleo as his wife. And could the boss guarantee that the woman would obey all his requests and did not make trouble?

Dirga could not predict it at all.

Dirga recalled Mr Harry's words several times ago when he was questioning his boss' sincerity about this contract.

"She offered herself to me first. I'm just trying. If she succeeded, then it would be an advantage for her. And if she doesn't make it, then I just need to find someone else to replace her. And I will tell my grandmother that she's a woman who's obsessed with me because I rejected her. Of course, Grandma will believe me if she doesn't like that woman."

At that time, Dirga couldn't even reply to his boss and could only nod.

"Would you like to ask something else?" Dirga asked after he came back from his memory and looked back at Cleo.

"Um…for now, no. Ah, there's one more thing that I want to confirm. Is it true that Harry Miles will give me whatever I ask if I could make his grandmother believe and agree with me to be her granddaughter-in-law?"

Cleo asked, suppressing her curiosity to death while trying to make sure of things.

Cleo didn't want what she was going to do to be useless and in vain. After all, she was heavily dependent on this now. So she hoped that they weren't lying.

Dirga faintly tugged his lips.

"Of course. Mr Harry never lies. He always keeps his promise," Dirga said with confidence.

Cleo sighed in relief. She felt as if her burden was lifted slightly.

Dirga felt that the conversation seemed to have finished, and he remembered that he had lots of other jobs, so that he immediately asked Cleo to say goodbye.

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