Liz Nadia's

Surly House

"Sean stop!"

The brake pedal was stepped on by Sean spontaneously. "What's up, Young Master?" he asked in a surprised tone.

Andromeda. In addition to his head and eyes that move around, up and down, facing out the windshield of his car turned his back on Sean. "Why did I just find out, there's a building this big around here?"

Sean took the distance that the boss was aiming for. Bending a little body with observing eyes. "That's because the new Young Master went through this path. I know this is an old building, sir. Belonging to the previous Landlords in this place."

"really?"

"Yes. I once hitchhiked in the back toilet in there, when Young Master went missing on the plantation that time. So spooky. I heard from the guard, there's a lot of ghosts in there." Sean explained as lightly as his head thought, ending in a shudder motion imagining his experience entering the mansion.

"What time did you get in there?"

"Nw ...?" Andromeda's pair of beautiful eyes had perfectly squinted sharply, staring at his assistant. A moment realizing, Sean felt like he had actually picked the explanatory sentence wrong.

"Why are you quiet?"

"Yes, ngg .. when Young Master ...." The grin of a horse with a fearful expression adorned Sean's pale face this time.

"When I was about to die, was that it?" sergeant Andromeda sarcasm.

"Hehe." Sean moved slowly. Re-stretched his body in front of the wheel with a stupid face.

Andromeda grunts sebal. "I hope the demons in the house meet you tonight."

Sean's face gawked for a moment then gawked. "Why is your hope so beautiful, Young Master?"

"That's probably a bitch. Next time ... I'll immerse you in the living mud of the Amazon forest."

Sean raised his shoulders a little to align the fingers of his two jaws. Her cute black sweet face was made as if frightened. "You look like the Dahlan Scribe, Young Master."

"I can be more ruthless than Adolf Hitler."

A famous brand silver car, moving from the front. Slowly crawling closer and closer, disturbing the frivolous dialogue between the two men.

Andromeda and Sean's attention was now focused on him. The car was seen turning into a three-and-a-half-meter-high gate in front of him.

"Street, Sean."

Sean blinked, then nodded. Start playing his role as a driver without saying anything more.

Just as the roar of the engine sounds lit up, someone knocks on the outside of Andromeda's glass. The man in the bluish black uniform resembled security.

"What's up?" ask Andromeda directly after lowering the car glass.

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The Cabriole, a classic-style luxury sofa famous in the 18th century in France, occupied Andromeda side by side with Sean inside the mansion located south of the village and Andromeda's coconut plantation.

Unexpectedly, the building that looked gloomy from the outside, with wild plants propagating confidently on the pillars as well as part of the wall, as if unkempt, turned out to be as luxurious and bright as this on the inside.

Various antique objects decorate every corner of the house.

There is one tiger, one cheetah, two black eagles and three chimpanzees, as well as several other types of poultry including taxidermy or preservation forest chickens, inside a giant cube-shaped glass room with accents of various plants, beautified in such a way as to resemble the outdoors, fills right in the main part of the mansion. It's like seeing a mini zoologist without a ticket and school uniform.

Sean was barely able to even close his lips, so stunned. His head repeatedly rotated around, staring at the astonishment of the entire room. Even the designed chandelier floated above his head, making his two eyeballs almost bounce off.

Please, who's making all this?

It was in Sean's mind.

While Andromeda just flinch casually with legs crossed. Her back hit beautifully on the back of the sofa. There was no one around them, other than a servant woman who had just placed two glasses of red drink onto the table in front of the two.

Andromeda did not even understand why he and Sean were forced to stop by the house, as if a mandatory demand before passing through the streets in front of him.

After nearly fifteen minutes of wandering in question, finally, a greeting might answer it.

Blue blazer with a white T-shirt, the arm part rolled up originally to the elbow, fitting wrapped the body of a man with a height range of 170 centimeters.

Andromeda's pair of eyes followed his movements, which were currently beginning to sit filling the single cabriole opposite him. There was an overwhelming aura that Andromeda captured within the man. A friendly smile with her casual steps felt a little gothic in her glance. Obviously not because Andromeda was paranormal let alone paranoid, he was just a little good at judging things.

"Mr Zack Shangra." Sean's voice suddenly shrieked. Shifted Andromeda's gaze spontaneously toward him.

The man's eyes narrowed in Sean."You know me, sir?" his question did not directly acknowledge his name.

"Yes, I saw you at the hotel during the first meeting with Mr. Diraga some time ago. He said, You are Zack Shangra, his only son," Sean explained twinkling as if getting a lottery.

Zack Shangra smiled. "Papa, it's always like that."

"So you're Mr Diraga's son?" Andromeda's body is slightly erect. His cross of legs had been taken down a moment after Zack Shangra's voice snapped at him.

"Rubber, Sir. I'm the one currently managing that hotel, Mr ...."

"Andro! Call me Andro," Andromeda said. "I'm Mr. Diraga's business partner at the moment" he admitted.

Zack Shangra put on a questionable smile. "really?"

"That's right, Mr. Zack. Your papa invested quite a lot in this estate of my boss!" Sean took an answer, briefly pointing his face at Andromeda as a motion notification, that the man was his superior.

Andromeda just nodded as thin as sliced pudding, confirming.

"Wuah, then I'm not wrong to ask you to stop by this place," Zack Shangra said with a fluffy smile.

Furthermore until some time, the three of them dissolved into the chatter surrounding the impromptu banquet that was taking place at this time, the reason Zack Shangra bought the old building, was, until the strange appearance of the outside of the building that was left gloomy just like that by a man with an unpredictable personality.

Everything was enough to make Andromeda forget his vague assessment of Zack Shangra. Nothing suspicious, all the reasons that the man threw were quite friendly to hear. Zack Shangra is sociable, fun to talk to, and relaxed.

Sean even occasionally made jokes that made Zack Shangra laugh, which of course was the opposite of Andromeda's whipping toy. Until right in the minute trace the number two hours, the arrival of someone managed to disturb their excitement.

Those eyes were found again. The chat page in Andromeda's head with Zack Shangra for two hours, disintegrated in an instant, changing the silent flush that of course wrapped in ordinary expressions. He threw his face in the other direction avoiding the gaze within the woman.

"Andro, are you here?"

The question was simply answered by Andromeda as cold as snow, "Yes. You think you can see me in a gondola on the top of Mount Everest from here?"

Unable to stop, Jennefit Moon, the woman was silent beside her adoptive cousin.

Zack Shangra looked at the two humans alternately through the tail of his eyes. His body relaxed leaning against the back of the sofa. The look on his face was even flat as if he did not respond to anything. Too ordinary for him. Jennefit Moon knows dozens of European entrepreneurs. There was an even invisible smile on Zack Shangra's face, responding to Andromeda's sarcastic line for Jennefit Moon.

"Mr Zack. I think I should go home." A look at the watch in his hand. "It's almost night" Andromeda said, starting to raise his body. Sean did the same.

"Wouldn't you just stay here?" tawar Zack Shangra also stood up. "There are many rooms that can spoil your body in this house."

Andromeda smile. "No, Mr. Zack. Thank you." Thank you." Andromeda's right hand extended towards Zack Shangra.

"Call me Zack. Don't be too formal. Looks like our age is equivalent."

"So much better" Andromeda smiled. "I'm sorry."

"Okay, next time we continue this conversation."

Andromeda nodded with a faint smile in response to Zack Shangra's offer. It then sauntered away from the place as soon as possible, followed Sean behind it. Without caring about the woman.

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The stomping sound of shoes airing loudly repeated behind Andromeda, before he reached the doorstep of the mansion. The man was fixated on stopping his steps, with widened eyes.

Jennefit Moon, the girl ran over, hugging Andromeda from behind. "Andro! Ii'm sorry. I beg. Can we go back to what we used to be?"

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