Chapter 174

Harry's departure

A well-dressed woman in a blazer suit greeted them and asked them to sit down.

Harry smiled and nodded past the maid, too, with Sarra walking behind him.

The view of the star-studded sky added to the romance of the evening, but not with the two couples sitting opposite each other at a square table filled with food and two glasses of wine to warm up.

They have yet to say a word. The woman stole glances several times, waiting for the man to speak, but nothing. Harry was still silent as he stared at his phone.

This isn't the Harry I know—inner Sarra.

Sarra gave a slightly harsh grunt to get Harry's attention, but he still didn't raise his head.

"Huh, why am I upset?" Sarra, in a low voice, asked herself.

"What did you say?" Only then did Harry look at him.

"It's not good to delay eating, we should eat and go home soon." Sarra turned to the food.

"Okay!"

That's all Harry said. He then put his cell phone on the empty table. His hands began to lift the spoon, tur