
It seems like what Mr. Dimitri's decision is inviolable. The family who was paid by him to lie to Cleo now began to confess something to her.
"So, donating corneas isn't one of your family members?"
"Right Madam, forgive us. After all my family members have nothing reduced to date. Even though we live in poverty but we don't like to lie."
"Then who donated corneas for you, Cleo?" ask Juno lightly.
Without paying attention to the direction of the conversation, Juno actually made Cleo think a lot. Tension was there. Plus they didn't say who it was.
Cleo lowered her head, trying to think rationally. Not willing to assume unilaterally but he must pay attention to every detail of information that comes to him.
"Does anyone closest to me know about this? But that moment happened so quickly. Even Papa Dimitri and Mama Rose asked me to hide the truth about me that I could already see."
"Does this have anything to do with Papa's business rivals? Hm, I need to investigate this as soon as possible. Can't let everyone know about this."
Juno who originally wanted to say something more ended up delaying this.
"I'd better keep quiet. I'm afraid I'm making Cleo's mind go up."
Feeling that his wife was getting into trouble, Tango did not stay silent. He immediately came to Cleo to take her home.
Wuss ....
The wind blows with her. Making the window curtain dance is not funny. Juno who was originally relaxing by eating the dish in front of him instantly swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.
"Damn it, Mr. Boss is here!"
Although his voice was very soft, Cleo was still listening to what Juno had said. He himself could tell if Tango was present there.
"It looks like Tango is here. I'd better get out of here before he's really mad about this."
"Well if the Master and Madam don't know about this then I'm sorry. It's possible that I was misinformed and too eager to figure out who my true helper god was."
Not getting what he expected then Cleo preferred to go home soon. Juno and Tango. Cleo looked tired, so Juno offered her a ride.
"Miss Cleo ..." call Juno.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Rather than you drive alone we better go home together."
"Alright then, I feel tired anyway."
"Good, we're going home together."
Tango did not show his form but neither Juno nor Cleo could still feel his presence. Cleo finally returned home with Juno. The car he was originally driving was immediately carried by his bodyguards.
Tango smiled looking at his obedient wife. Meanwhile, one of the family who had just been left by Cleo, reprimanded Tango's presence.
A little girl reached for Tango's hand, making her almost the shortest. Tango turned to look at the little boy.
"The ghost? Why come here, did Uncle love Miss earlier?"
"Hm, how can you see uncle?"
"Of course I can see uncle, another with everyone sitting there."
Tango felt fond of the presence of the little boy and he crouched down to equalize his height.
"Even though you know if uncle is a ghost, you should keep this matter a secret from the rest of the family huh?"
"Okay, I promise."