Trapped in Love Miss Arogan
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And finally, dinner time came.

In the dining room, the waiters are now seen busy arranging the dishes at the dining table. Meanwhile Paul is seen coming back to the back garden to tell Mr. Romanov.

"What's wrong?" asked Mr. Romanov to see the presence of his assistant.

"Feeding time is coming soon, sir." said Paul, reminding the master. "The waiters are currently preparing the necessities at the dinner table."

Mr. Romanov nodded in understanding and turned to Justin. "Alright, then, let's just go inside now" Mr. Romanov asked.

Justin nodded and followed Mr. Romanov walking back to the parking lot earlier. They continued to step up a row of stairs that would lead to the main entrance.

The first time Justin entered the living room of the mansion he was immediately stunned by the view of the room that was so amazingly magnificent and also impressive.

The floor of the room is made of shiny white marble in addition to decorative lights hanging on the ceiling of the house. This room is very large and all of it looks clean white and looks so beautiful.

'This room alone looks wider than my home." - Justin.

Justin then turned to the right side of the room, there were a lot of things. Mr. Romanov explained that they were gifts from Mr. Romanov's clients.

On the other hand, Justin can see porcelain figurines from various countries, the exact arrangement of antiques was not cheap and also silver and gold-colored objects that seemed to fill the large glass cabinets in the room.

'It's really been like a palace.' Justin's inner self. He stared in amazement, his eyes appearing to be rounded, filled with rays of admiration.

"Then you sit down first, Grandpa will take a quick shower. You wait here." said Mr. Romanov cutting off Justin's daydream while guiding the young man to sit on the sofa in the living room.

After the departure of Mr. Romanov, Justin then sat quietly in the living room. He seemed to circulate his gaze, looking closely at the living room which he thought was very magnificent. At first glance, Justin recalled the words of Mr. Romanov to him in the park earlier. The moment Mr. Romanov said that this house was also Justin's.

Justin chuckles in a smell.

Just be right..

Mr. Romanov must have been joking when he said that. Because let alone to be his home, even just to set foot in this place alone, Justin already felt so low.

A few moments passed since Justin was waiting in the living room. He looked back, staring around the room. Ah, it turns out that there was one thing Justin had just realized about the room.

"True, why isn't there a single photo of Mr Romanov or his family here?" muttered.

"That's because Mr. Romanov's granddaughter doesn't like taking family photos" said a voice near Justin.

Surprised, Justin looked up and saw Paul, the personal assistant of Mr. Romanov, standing tall before him. Behind him, there was also a waiter carrying a tray of drinks.

"Here, drink first" said Paul, smiling kindly as he placed the cup on the table. "I asked the waiter to make you a cold drink. I heard from Mario, you came here on a bike, you must be tired."

"Ah, thank you for the drink" Justin said as he pulled the small plate on which the glass was based.

"Yes, you're welcome."

"Please sit down, Mr. Paul." asked Justin who felt bad when he saw the middle-aged man who had to stand up.

Paul raised his hand while shaking. "I'm okay,"

"No, sit! I feel bad to see you standing there." Justin said in a pleading tone.

Paul gave up, nodded and sat himself next to Justin. There was a moment of silence after that.

"Well." said Paul after a while. "Mr Romanov and his two grandchildren do not have family photos. That's because Mr. Romanov's granddaughter will always refuse to take family photos."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, the lady is actually a model. Photographing in front of a camera like that was a major skill for him. But he hates what he calls family photos."

Justin scrunched his forehead. "hate?"

Justin quietly listened, while Paul sighed, then continued.

"For him a family photo will evoke memories in his heart, whether it be happy or sad. And according to the young lady, it would only hurt her own heart."

"There used to be a lot of family photos hanging on the walls of the room. But the young lady asked the servants to take off all the figurines and photos because she hated looking at family photos. Even the young miss took off all the figurines about her parents."

"But why?"

Justin asked puzzledly, why is there anyone who doesn't like memories? Isn't that what someone will tell you one day?

Paul looked at Justin fixedly, "That's because the young lady didn't want to remember the moment they left her. Miss doesn't want to remember about their departure."

"Ah, is the young lady angry because she's staying?" Justin tried to conclude. "Did they go out of town without saying anything to her?"

"No," Paul chuckled slightly then shook his head. "But because they're dead, son. They've been gone a long time."

Justin's smile faded, "died?"

"Yes! They died in an accident. It was a single accident." Paul explained, then lowered his head, he looked glum as he said it.

Seeing Paul who is moody, Justin so bad because it was with the origin of guessing. "I'm sorry, Mr. Paul!"

"Ah, it's okay. I just suddenly missed them both. I'm sure they'll be happy to meet you, son."

Justin lowered. He suddenly thought about the grandson of the Romanov lord. It's obvious that you have the same fate, right? They are both orphans.

Justin could feel his sadness.

However, for him this is a bit strange when people do not want to remember and instead want to forget the memories of people who are loved.

'Shouldn't we remember them?' inner Justin.

Justin admitted, remembering those people will only hurt because it can cause longing. But that doesn't mean we should forget his memories.

'The grandson of Mr. Romanov, he was a unique person.' inwardly.

And right in the middle of their silence, a servant was seen coming from the outside and approaching Paul.

"Sorry to bother you Mr. Paul, but I want to let you know that the young lady has come" said the maid, bowing her head respectfully.

Paul nodded in understanding then got up from his position while looking at Justin, "Alright, son! I have to go out to welcome the young lady first."

Justin nodded and looked at Paul's back as he stepped out of the living room toward the outside of the house.

"The grandson of Mr. Romanov has come" Justin murmured with a smile. "Suddenly I was curious about him."

Taps! Taps! Taps!

The next second, the sound of high heels sounded so loud that it made Justin's attention distracted to the owner of the shoe's voice.

Justin turned his head and found a beautiful girl standing right in front of him. The look of their eyes met. And Justin could feel his body frozen in position, his eyes even round in shock as soon as he realized who the beautiful girl before him was. Her...

Charlotte Clintonhas.

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