Trapped in Love Miss Arogan
69.

The sun appeared when Xander opened his eyes. He picked up the phone on the nightstand to watch the clock. Xander sighed when he saw that the clock had shown at seven in the morning.

Xander woke up later than usual after spending the night staying up. He could not sleep well and only slept for a few hours. Her thoughts continued to be troubled by Charlotte not returning home to the main mansion since the day they went to the nightclub.

Even all night Xander kept texting Charlotte and saying her history would run out if her grandfather found out Charlotte had gone to the nightclub. But the girl kept saying that Xander should calm down because this time Xander will survive.

'Based on the fucking girl! She must have slept well last night because she didn't have to deal with grandfather, then what about me? I'm the one who's gonna have to make up a story for a lie to Grandpa. Damnit damnit! I'm the real victim here." Xander's mind is upset.

What if my grandfather finds out? What if he let grandpa down again? And what if the grandfather scolded her again like in the matter that happened last time? Ah, even just imagining it was a nightmare for Xander.

Xander let out a frustrated breath. He rubbed his face violently and strode straight towards the bathroom. He stood in front of the sink to brush his teeth.

'Do I have to avoid grandfather from getting any questions about Charlotte?' Inner Xander.

Xander sighed, because of Charlotte he had to think of an unimportant tactic like this. That chatty girl would really make him die standing if at all times made him hang this way.

"There is no other way, than I have to face grandfather, I have to move quickly. And I have to go to college first before grandpa goes out for breakfast." he muttered to himself.

After saying that Xander immediately hurriedly picked up his towel to immediately take a shower. And a little while later Xander came out of the bathroom fresh.

Moments after he finished his bath and got ready Xander immediately walked out of his room, heading to the dining room to pick up bread. His intention after taking the bread he would go straight out.

But when he was near the door of his room he met a servant who was cleaning the mansion. The servant who saw Xander's appearance immediately lowered his head respectfully.

"Wait a minute" Xander called the servant when he saw the servant leaving.

Hearing the hoax, the servant's steps immediately came to a halt. "Yes, young master?"

"Has Charlotte gone home?" xander asked to confirm his brother's return. That's because last night Charlotte said that she would be home early this morning after two days in her new home.

"Sorry young master, I don't know. But it doesn't seem to be because I didn't see any of the girls anywhere this morning." replied the waiter.

"What about the back garden?" ask Xander again.

"I also don't see the lady exercising in the back garden."

Xander nodded in understanding. She sighed slowly.Charlotte must not have come home because on a normal day, the girl will exercise first before then shower and prepare to go to campus.

A second later Xander squinted his eyes, "Then he might wake up late or he would have lied to me." murmured Xander.

"Yes sir?" ask the waiter.

"No! I'm not talking to you." replied Xander, shaking his head. "Oh yeah, is grandpa awake?"

"Yes, young master." The waiter nodded his head in response. "Mr Romanov is currently in the dining room. He was enjoying breakfast there."

'Oh****..why grandfather is in the dining room, ' Xander's inner.

Xander bit his lip. No. gabe. I couldn't see my grandfather this morning. What if the grandfather asks her about Charlotte. It was a disaster for him.

Xander let out a tired sigh, "it seems like it's my unlucky day." he murmured again.

He looked at the servant in front of him and shook his hand, "Alright! You can continue working."

"Yes young master,"

After the servant left, Xander turned to return to his room. Clearly, his plan to not meet the grandfather had failed by now.

But after getting near the door of his room, Xander suddenly got another new idea in his head. Xander flicked his finger. "I know! I just don't have to sit down for breakfast with Grandpa. I'm going straight to college so Grandpa won't ask you anything about Charlotte."

Xander turned back his body, continuing his footsteps to go downstairs. Xander slowly walked down the stairs while glancing towards the dining table. From the stairs he could see that the grandfather was currently sitting at the dining table, enjoying his breakfast.

"After, grandpa!" greet Xander to grandfather.

Mr. Romanov looked at the grandson and smiled at the arrival of his eldest grandson, "Oh Xander, you're awake. Come here!"

"You sit down first, this morning's menu is just oatmeal." mr. Romanov pointed to the chair in front of him while pushing the breakfast menu in front of him to get closer to Xander who was still standing in front of him.

Xander immediately shook his head,

"Sorry cake, but I don't seem to have time for breakfast this morning. I'll just go to college, right away,"

"You don't have breakfast first? It's not usually you skip breakfast." Mr. Romanov furrowed his brows in confusion. "Why?"

Mr. Romanov, instead of answering, turned his gaze around Xander. "But where's your sister, Charlotte?" ask Mr. Romanov dyed.

Teng!

This is what Xander has been worried about since. Xander stopped his footsteps. He twisted his body towards the grandfather awkwardly, his body feeling frozen.

"W-what cake?"

"Where's your sister?"

Xander. He was confused as to what to answer.

Xander stiffened, his eyes slightly widened at the grandfather, he was at a loss to answer what the question was.

'Well, how do I get away with this question, ' Xander thought.

Xander continued to exert his brain in order to find the reason that would help him get out of this problem. But his brain feels dead. He could find no more reason.

How he explained to his grandfather that after Charlotte went to the club and after that he chose to go back to his apartment so as not to be caught if he had secretly gone to the nightclub.

'If I could tell all that to grandfather, ' Xander's inner self once again.

Mr. Romanov narrowed his eyes, staring at Xander full of probes. There was something strange about his grandson. Somehow Xander seemed so frightened at the moment, like there was something he was covering up.

"Xander.. grandpa asked where your sister is." repeated Mr. Romanov, this time in a more assertive tone.

"he was staying at his cake apartment" Xander tried to force himself to smile.

Mr. Romanov confusedly looked at Xander then frowned, "He's staying at the apartment?"

"Yes grandfather, he had previously said that he would stay in his apartment for two to three days because of a shooting schedule that happened to be near there."

"Is that so? How could Grandpa not know?"

"If the problem..." Xander paused his sentence for a few seconds, ". grandfather yesterday overtime, so when I came home to tell him, grandfather had not come home. And-"

"So he hasn't come home until now?" cut off Mr. Romanov.

"Yes, grandpa! He hasn't come home until now! Maybe noon or afternoon. But I told him to come home soon."

Mr. Romanov mangosteen. "That's what it looks like."

Xander turned his back on his own words. He was surprised at how clever his brain was at making up a lie just now. Since when is he so good at lying like this?

For the first time Xander felt guilty and proud of himself because he managed to lie to his grandfather. All this time, he could never lie to his grandfather. In the eyes of the grandfather somehow Xander always failed to lie.

"Sorry grandfather, then I have to go first. There are important needs on campus" Xander said, tightening the bag on his shoulder.

"We can go together" said Mr. Romanov, wiping his mouth with a tissue. "Grandfather's done breakfast."

Heuk.

Xander swallowed his saliva roughly. Especially this? He forced himself to smile.

"What grandfather?"

"You take grandfather. We're leaving together!"

"Oh that, but I-" Xander scratched his non-itchy nape to re-create an excuse.

"Why? Don't you want to go with Grandpa?" tuam Romanov looked at Xander in wonder.

"Bu-not. It's not so, grandpa."

"So, what's up?"

Xander smiled and quickly shook his head "No, cake."

"All right, let's go." said Mr. Romanov stepped his foot and followed Xander who was walking behind while scratching the back of his head in frustration.

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