Chapter 603

Cleo tried hard not to laugh out loud, barely managing to keep a straight face.

"Yeah, Mr. Campos's got a point. I'm just a guest here—no way you should trouble me with this. Better let Mr. Campos show you," Cleo said.

Cleo waved her hand dismissively and hurried off.

"What do you know?" Lyra's cheeks flushed, and she shot Diego a fierce glare, then rushed after Cleo. "Cleo, are we friends now?"

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