Trapped in Love Miss Arogan
47.

Mr. Romanov walked quickly to his study on the third floor of the cafe. He opened the door with a loud slam and entered his office on the third floor of the cafe while Harry followed him from behind.

"Master, I'm really sorry for the incident just now. Honestly, it was his first day working at this cafe. Next time I'll try to teach him to do better!" harry said without further ado.

Hearing that explanation, Mr. Romanov only glanced at Harry. He could hear from his tone that the young man was truly sorry.

Mr. Romanov then twisted his body, his body currently turned to Harry. He then put his hands into his pants pocket and let out a slow breath.

Feeling no response, Harry moved closer to Mr. Romanov.

"I promise you, sir! This will be the first and last incident the young man has committed" Harry said.

Mr. Romanov is still silent. He had no intention of answering Harry's lines and continued to digest everything Harry had just told him, while his back still turned his back on his beloved employee.

Mr. Romanov rubbed his face rough. After the incident that happened just now, he somehow felt that something was stirring in his heart and mind and it was clearly already troubling him.

And either should make him happy or sad.

Mr. Romanov again sighed rough only then his body turned back, staring flatly at Harry who was still waiting for him to say something.

"The young man" said Mr. Romanov suddenly made Harry react. "What's his name?"

"Yes?"

"That kid! I mean, the young man who just hit me and spilled a drink on my clothes, what's his name?"

Harry stared in confusion at Mr. Romanov. "But why you-"

"Jawab only!" mr. Romanov's jolt interrupted Harry's question and made the young man instantly flinch.

Harry could clearly see Mr. Romanov looking at him, the boss clearly waiting for an answer from him. Harry swallowed his saliva before finally answering the question.

"Justin, sir" answered Harry. "The name is Justin Kim!"

Mr. Romanov actually knew the name of the young man. He just wanted to make sure they were the same person.

"Originally?"

Harry was getting bigger. "I'm not me-me-"

"I mean which city is he from?" mr. Romanov asked in a curious tone. "You look so protective of him. I wonder what your relationship is with him."

At this moment Harry was more and more confused to hear the question from Mr. Romanov. But he still tried to answer the question from his superior calmly.

"He is from this city, sir" he replied softly. And after that Harry was silent for a while, only then resumed his sentence. "Justin, he was my underclassman when I was in High School and he's currently a junior at the same college as me."

Mr. Romanov was silent for a moment, looking like he was thinking about something. "You said he'd only been working here for a day?"

Harry nodded. "True sir, he even just entered earlier this afternoon."

Mr. Romanov nodded his head in understanding.

"Are you going to fire him, sir?" harry asked, but there was no reply from Mr. Romanov. The master was just silent as if thinking of something very important.

Seeing the superior's inertia, Harry sighed softly. "Sir, I'm just trying to help her work here because she doesn't have a job, so-"

"Then why haven't I got any reports on him? Didn't you say he's a new employee?" asked Mr. Romanov while raising his eyebrows in wonder.

Harry nodded, "Yes, sir. That problem-"

"That-that's..." Harry swallowed his mouth rough. "He just came in today, sir! Did not get to give her cover letter. But she'll soon hand over her CV to me!"

Mr. Romanov then recalled Harry's words a few days ago on the phone.

And yes, Harry did have time to contact him and ask permission for him to enter one of his friends in the position of the servant and he also remembered when agreeing to Harry's request.

Does that mean the young man?

Mr. Romanov looked at Harry. "Is he the person you told me about on the phone at the time. Is he a young man you say no longer has parents and has to work hard for his life?"

Harry nodded then nodded his head slowly. "Yes, right, sir. He's the one!"

At once Mr. Romanov fell silent again, not looking at Harry at all. He rubbed his face rough. Honestly speaking, he really looks a little messed up right now.

"Get out!" mr. Romanov's orders later.

"What sir?" hearing the order Harry looked surprised. Harry looked at Mr. Romanov, who was staring at him with a sharp gaze again!

Harry nodded in wonder.

Is that all?

Hey, hold on. Mr. Romanov didn't even say anything more to her. The boss was just asking where Justin came from? What about Justin after this? While Harry has not even finished his defense sentence for Justin. He certainly does not want Justin fired because of this problem.

"Get out!" lord Romanov orders again with a sharp tone. "I've ruled you twice, Harry! And don't make me have to say it three times."

Harry quickly nodded obediently then moved out of the office. But he stopped his steps right near the door.

"Do you want me to fire him, sir?" harry asked, trying to ascertain the final decision of his superior.

Mr. Romanov shook his fist slowly. "Dare you fire him, that means I'll fire him too!"

Harry was shocked, but kept on complying. He nodded his head slowly and then resumed his steps and left the office, leaving Mr. Romanov who now looked a little upset.

Mr. Romanov sighed and again rubbed his face rough.

"He was, indeed, that young man back then." he murmured to himself. "He's the young man I hit back then.he's here..."

Yes, that young man!

The young man who just a moment ago had already accidentally spilled a drink to him. The young man was the same young man he had hit a few days ago on the street.

The young man who was not even angry or upset because he was hit but instead worried about the state of the person who hit him.

And the main reason Mr. Romanov from the beginning was not angry at the young man was because he still knew clearly the face of the young man. But the young man didn't recognize him at all.

But wait, how can you?

How could the young man suddenly be able to reappear before him at this moment. All this time, he was looking for the whereabouts of the young man.

Mr. Romanov rubbed his face rough. "Harry said he was an orphan?"

"Ck, what kind of game is this?" mr. Romanov is all about himself. "I've been so guilty of that young man."

"Justin Kim! Who are you."

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