Bone ran fast, but of course, not faster than Harry.
"Can you stop running? Relax, they won't find you."
Harry quickly caught up to Bone, patting him on the shoulder as they ran side by side.
Bone could hardly believe it. He tried to speed up, but no matter what he did, he couldn't shake Harry off.
"Ha... ha... you!"
Bone had been sprinting at full speed the entire time, and he discovered that this rich man was absurdly fast!
And he didn't even look tired!
"That's more like it. Why were you running? Did you think I'd work for Blooma and even come personally to catch you?"
Harry sounded rather helpless.
In the original story, Aiden had gotten into a fight as soon as he found Bone, which at least made sense—Aiden showing up had exposed Bone's identity, and he really did look like an assassin coming to cause trouble.
But Harry Osborn... a billionaire who appeared on television every so often. Shouldn't someone like that make you want to step forward and ask for protection?
Bone braced himself against a wall and quickly caught his breath, staring at Harry as though he had seen a ghost.
"...I heard rich people have more time to work out, so they're generally in better shape. Looks like it's true."
Harry spread his hands. Maybe that was true, but he obviously wasn't one of those people.
"So, what do you want with me? You exposed my identity. I had no choice but to run."
"Work for me. Then you won't have to run anymore, and you can get revenge on Bloom Company too. What do you say?"
Harry had no intention of wasting words and directly extended an olive branch.
"For ctOS?"
"For ctOS." Harry nodded.
"No." Bone shook his head. "CtOS