Cherry's face stiffened slightly, but she quickly smiled with grace and elegance: "Oh, it's Connor. Brother Harry just took over the group, so he's quite busy. The Lewis Family is hosting a charity gala in a few days, and I want to invite Brother Harry. Is there any free time in his schedule these days?"
"For Young Master's work schedule, you need to ask his secretary—I'm just his aide, wherever Young Master goes, I go."
"Okay, thank you!"
Cherry didn't get any information out, but she kept a gentle smile on her face because Harry was always like this, keeping work and private matters separate; many of his affairs, not even she, nor the grandmother who raised him, could ask about.
She hung up the phone, looking towards Isabella on the second floor with a hint of pride: "It's your turn."
Isabella found Harry's number on her phone, and seeing the word "husband" in the contact name column, she smiled.
