"Did your girlfriend agree to break up?"
"Even if she doesn't agree, she has to agree. I'm the one who calls the shots now!"
Connor had a macho expression, as if he held a high position.
Harry Hunter bluntly exposed him, "It's clearly whatever she tells you to do, you do it. What decisions have you actually made?"
Feeling guilty, Connor stubbornly said, "I'm a man, so I let her have her way. After all, she's a woman, right?"
Harry glanced at him and then said, "Make sure someone buys a few Mayweed fish."
"Huh? What's that for?"
"For Isabella."
Connor was puzzled, "Does the Young Madam like this kind of fish? I thought girls preferred those pretty tropical fish."
Harry calmly explained, "The ones she caught from T City are almost all dead. Next time they die, scoop out the dead fish and replace them with live ones."
That way, she won't be upset.
"Got it!"
