Trapped in Love Miss Arogan
75.

"Which way should I go?" the question just popped out of Justin's tiny lips, no matter who.

He is really confused at the moment. Just imagine, he has circled this luxury housing complex twice, but has not found a house owned by Mr. Romanov.

Slowly he pedaled his bike and then chose to go down and push the bike down the lonely complex streets.

Justin sighed slowly, he felt a bit tired now. Right now he was completely confused as to which direction else to walk. His legs felt very sore and also sick because he had to keep pedaling his bike since from home earlier.

"Number 60B, where? Why isn't there a house number that says 60?" justin murmured again as he circulated his gaze and stared one by one the number of houses plastered on the fence in the row of luxury homes.

Justin's white face at this time has even begun to look red due to attacked by the scorching sun. In addition to the heat, Justin also felt very thirsty, he wanted to drink but he did not see the grocery store in this place.

'There are small stalls that are allowed to sell in luxury residential areas like this.' Justin's inner.

And because he felt that he had been around the area for too long and ended up not finding the house number he was looking for, Justin finally chose to stop his steps. He then grabbed the black duffel bag on his back and pulled out his wallet, trying to find the business card Mr. Romanov gave him yesterday to confirm the address he was looking for.

Justin frowned when he couldn't find what he was looking for. 'Why doesn't his business card exist?' his inner.

Justin then patted his forehead shortly after he remembered where he had last put the business card.

"The name card must be on the table in my living room." Justin muttered then nodded his head, "Yes, I remember, the last time I held it when I was in the living room, must be left there."

Justin was tired, though,

"Basic sloppy!" his nagging to himself.

While pushing his bike Justin chose to look for a shady tree. He intended to take shelter and rest his feet there

After standardizing his bike, Justin leaned his back against a large tree trunk. Justin pulls out his phone, tries to text Harry for help. He needs Mr. Romanov's full address from Harry now.

A few minutes later Justin's phone vibrated, it must have been a reply to a message from Harry.

1 new message.

From : Harry

What do you need the boss's address for?

Justin read the reply to the message. He had to answer this question first apparently. Justin then returned a message from Harry.

I have an appointment, but I left the address at my house.

Justin's phone is back.

From : Harry

All right, Mr. Romanov's address is on Antasari street no.06B...

Heuk...

Justin rounded up as he read Harry's message about Mr. Romanov's address.

"It's 06B, not 60B!" mumbling Justin.

Hey, how could he be wrong when remembering that address.  Justin laughed to himself. He really looks stupid now.

"I've been around this place a few times, of course I won't find what I'm looking for, because I've been wrong at the beginning of the house." Justin muttered while shaking his head.

Justin glanced at the clock on his phone screen. It's even five in the afternoon, but somehow Justin felt the scorching sun that stung him still feels like three o'clock.

And in the end, feeling that he had been there for too long, Justin decided to continue his journey. He hurriedly rode his bicycle and began to pedal his bicycle back to the host address of Romanov which he had just obtained from Harry.

Justin's bicycle is now parked right in front of a gate that looks towering. Justin put it there as soon as he got to the luxurious mansion. He sighed in relief because he finally managed to arrive at this place after having to repeatedly try to circle the luxury residential complex.

Justin himself is currently standing stunned staring at the gate of the mansion which he thinks is not only luxurious, but very very luxurious. Even being too fascinated by the luxurious fence before him at this moment, Justin's eyes forgot to blink.

"Job alone is very luxurious" muttered Justin quietly.

Justin stared at the wall around the gate. He now seemed confused looking for the bell button from the luxurious mansion, but he did not find a single button there.

"Sorry, find who?"

Not even Justin had time to apologize, someone had shouted loudly from the direction of the security guard post. Justin quickly turned his head and at that moment he found a middle-aged man wearing a security uniform, coming over to him and looking at him with a suspicious look.

Justin smiled awkwardly as he looked at the expression of the man. He then bowed half his body, saluting the middle-aged man as he arrived before Justin.

"Good afternoon sir, is this really Mr Romanov's house?" justin asked the security guard standing in front of him, pointing to the gate.

The middle-aged man did not reply. He now even focused on looking at Justin's body from top to bottom. "You're this?"

"Mr Romanov?"

Justin nodded. "Yes! I'm looking for Mr. Romanov."

The security guard looked back at Justin from the bottom up and then looked at Justin's bicycle parked behind the young man. 'Who is this young man? Is he a guest of Mr Romanov? But not all this time Mr. Romanov never made an appointment at home.' Inner guard.

"Sorry before? Can I know on whose behalf? Then have you made an appointment with Mr. Romanov before." asked the security guard again.

Justin nodded back. "Yes! We have an appointment, sir. Yesterday he asked me to come here."

The old man blinked and turned to the guard post, where his other friends were also staring at Justin.

They seem surprised because usually their employers never accept guests at home. Mr. Romanov will usually receive guests or clients at the main office. In addition, the look of the young man was also less convincing to be a guest of Mr. Romanov who incidentally was an important person in the city.

The guard looked doubtfully at Justin. "Right now, Mr. Romanov is me-"

TIN!

TIN!

The guard's words came to a halt when a car suddenly came along and glazed over. The security guard signaled to his friends to open the gate wider.

The car was later seen stopping near the gate right near Justin and the security guard was standing at this time.

In the next second, the car window was lowered and Mario appeared in it. He's a bodyguard of Mr. Romanov's trust. Mario quickly got out of his car and ran over to Justin.

Justin rounded as he looked at the young man who was currently running small towards him. He still clearly remembered who the young man was. They even met in the incident when Justin spilled a drink on Mr. Romanov that time.

"You're Justin Kim, right?" ask Mario to Justin. Yeah, actually it's just a stale base. Mario knows Justin more than anyone else can imagine. Previously, Mario was one of the people who participated in investigating Justin's background.

Justin nodded and smiled stiffly as he saw the young man now standing nearby.

"Yes, I'm Justin." replied Justin nervously.

"Good." said Mario nodding. "Then come with me!"

"But where?"

"In the mansion of course." said Mario while pointing towards the building of the mansion that can even be seen in the distance. "Mr Romanov is inside, he must be waiting for you."

Justin nodded. "Good!"

"Come!" take Mario.

Justin nodded and put his foot down.

"Where are you going?" mario asked in surprise when he saw Justin who was currently stepping into the gate.

"To the mansion right?" justin asked puzzledly, but was countered with a headband by Mario.

"Yes, but we're going to get in this car, Justin." said Mario with a polite smile.

"Huh?"

"Sorry before, but it'll be a little while if you go there on foot. Look at! The distance from the gate and the mansion was a bit far." explained Mario.

"Ah, right!" Justin scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Let's come with me..."

Mario rushes to open the door of his car and leads Justin inside. Mario closes it again after Justin enters. The man seemed to be walking around the car, rushing into the car.

"I've asked the security guard to take your bike to the inner parking lot. You can take it there later." said Mario while putting his seatbelt back on.

Justin nodded, "thank you."

"Don't hesitate." Mario replied while starting the car engine and began to gas his car. "We'll be there soon."

Justin just nodded with a small smile.

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✔ Note :

▪Author will not change spelling errors, typo and other things due to ACUTE LEVEL LAZINESS factor. And indeed laziness is a delayed craft.

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