The Possessive Young Master
The Part 28
Casa Grande Apartment.
Orange in the middle room of the Apartment, is walking back and forth. Not because he was exercising, but his mind was currently agitated. Orange has been locked up for two days in Mr. Dave's apartment, and for two days he has never met his master.
"What's the matter exactly?" orange Mumm. "Why can't I go out? But can he be free out there? I'm not a prisoner." Orange grouse, with an annoyed face.
I don't know why these two days don't see Mr. Dave, making Orange feel so upset. Though Jingga should be happy, Mr. Dave did not come to the apartment. At least Orange does not need to try hard to prepare all the needs of Mr. Dave, as when in the Anderson mansion.
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Hearing the sound of the door being opened, Orange immediately ran towards the living room. Jingga hopes the person who came was Mr. Dave, because Jingga was eager to ask permission to get out of the apartment.
"Ju ... !" yell Orange, with a disappointed face. At the sight of the figure who entered the apartment was Mr. Dave's personal assistant.
Jo who looked at the face of disappointment in the face of Miss Orange, could only smile thinly. "I came here to deliver a message from Mr. Dave."
"Message mr Dave? Where is Mr Dave? Why haven't he come here in two days?" A series of questions just came out of the lips of Orange.
"Mr Dave is so busy, that's why he can't come here." Jo answered the question in a flat voice. "Sir Dave said, you can get out of this apartment for a walk or just shopping." Jo gave a black card to Miss Orange.
"What's this?" The orange stared at the card in his hand.
"Use that card, to pay for your groceries." Said Jo, "And the guards in front will take you."
Orange then fell silent, while staring at the card in his hand. Somehow Orange did not feel happy to receive the card, even more allowed to go for a walk by Mr. Dave. Orange felt confused by the desire of his heart at this moment.
"Are there any other questions you'd like to ask?"Jo looked at Miss Orange, who looked confused.
"But Mr Dave is fine, isn't he?" lirih Orange.
Jo was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly. "Mr Dave is fine, you don't worry."
"Basic woman!" jo muttered, smiling. Then rushed out of Tuna Dave's apartment.
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Intel Group's.
"How's the orange?" ask Dave, without looking at Jo. His eyes were busy observing the file in his hand.
"I think you already know the answer! Didn't you always see Miss Orange through the CCTV in the apartment." Answer Jo.
"Jo, I want to hear the answer. Not an insinuation." Dave deftly opened the other file.
Jo breathed heavily. "Miss Orange's situation is good."
"Thank God." Mumbled Dave.
"Miss Orange, just asked your situation. Mister."
"really?" Dave looked directly at Jo, the file in his hand was left alone by him.
"Right sir, Miss Orange asked if you were okay."
"Sure she cares about me." Dave muttered, inwardly. And subconsciously, his lips had already formed a wide smile.
"Miss Orange also asked. Are you dead or not?" Jo said withholding his laughter.
"What's? Whatchu mean?" screeched Dave, the smile on his lips just disappeared. Replaced with an upset face.