Bab 822: Upset

The moment Harry and Candace got into the car, Candace burst into a fit of laughter and Harry turned to look at her, knowing why she was laughing.

He wasn't exactly surprised; he had known she would find the humor in it, even in a situation like this.

"I didn't expect you to be in such a good mood after seeing her," he said, his voice laced with a hint of concern despite his annoyance.

Candace, still struggling to catch her breath, wiped a tear from her eye.

"I didn't expect to be in a good mood either, but thanks to you I'm fine, kid bro," Candace said with a mischievous grin. Harry wrinkled his nose in mock disgust.

He cleared his throat, "I think we should keep that to ourselves," he mumbled, already knowing it was a lost cause.

"Never. I'm not keeping it to myself," Candace retorted, her smile widening.

Harry scowled. "In case you forgot, we had an agreement," Harry said and Candace's brow arched.