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The two of them stepped their feet to enter the mansion, where the magnificent door was immediately opened.
Netra Raehan was instantly glared with luxury as the door was opened with her entirety, where her hands were constantly being pulled inside by Agara.
A maid with her distinctive after, immediately greeted Agara with a bowing of her body giving respect.
"Welcome young master..." Her exclaim with a friendly face that is very in accordance with his age, where Raehan can see white gray is on the sidelines of his thick black hair.
Agara just stared flatly at the middle-aged men who were none other than the butlers in this house.
The butler twitched when he saw Agara not coming alone, but there was a sweet little girl with him.
Even their hands were clasping each other tightly.
Is not the child of his employer will soon be engaged to the daughter of the minister, then why the child of his employer now comes with a little girl.?
Thought the butler, taking care of Raehan from toe to head.
Feeling intensely noticed, Raehan was a little uncomfortable because the butler's gaze was like seeing a dirty roadside girl.
Although Raehan did not know what the butler thought, he did not like it the most.
"It's your view...!" Sarkas firmly Agara who immediately made the butler divert his view from Raehan.
Agara knew that if the girl felt uncomfortable with the look of the butler, he wanted to kick her.
Raehan sighed, it really turned out that Agara was very sensitive to what made him uncomfortable.
"Sorry sir for being so presumptuous..." The great-grandson of the butler apologized with a respectful gesture.
"But if you can know... Who's gad--"
"You're not allowed to know and ask..." Sosor Agara cut off the words of the butler who according to him was very presumptuous.
Raehan pinched lightly on Agara's arm, and shook his head slowly as Agara turned his head towards her.
It's a sign that Agara can't be so cold to an older person.
But Agara only glanced at Raehan, without caring about Raehan's dislike.
"Well, where's that sycophant guy?" Agara asked coldly, even making the butler let out a long sigh, because he felt claustrophobic with Agara's cold attitude that made the atmosphere around him become frozen.
"The big master is in the master's office... Do I need to call you.?" Replied the butler, who certainly understood who the sycophant man Agara meant.
"No need sir.. We're the ones who'll approach the great sir to his study..." Raehan answered quickly, before Agara's lips moved and said harsh words to the butler.
Honestly Raehan was a little pity looking at the old man before him, constantly receiving and hearing Agara's rude remarks. Where Agara did not respond to his prohibition of not speaking rudely to an older person, even though he was only a servant once.
Karna Raehan hates positional discrimination the most. Where the rich are respected and the poor are hurt.
Agara pinched her forehead disagreeing with what Raehan said.
Why not let the sycophant come to them.?
Inner Agara with glaring at Raehan, which is only responded with a smile.
"Well Miss let me drop off..." The butler cried, stretched his hand to cross Agara and Raehan, and then guided them to the master's office.
Right at a door in classic style, the waiter stops, as well as Raehan and Agara.
Raehan squeezed her skirt nervously, as she looked at the door that would soon reunite her with Agara's father.
"Let's Rae for Aga's sake.. You have to be brave...." Inner Raehan strengthened his determination, as well as calm himself.
Where the tiny hand feels watery.
Agara lowered his face right in Raehan's ear.
"Don't be afraid I'm here... Whatever happens I won't let that lick man hurt you..." Whisper Agara , then straighten his head again.
Raehan glanced at Agara's handsome face, along with the classic-style door in front of him instantly opening.
The butler entered first, followed by Raehan and Agara.
Where in front of them was a middle-aged man but younger than the butler, standing while staring at the file so focused in his hands.
Where the man Raehan believes is Agara's father is on their back.
Even so focused on the man with his device, he did not realize if anyone entered the room.
If only he had come was a criminal, or his enemy. Then Agara's father would easily be hacked and killed.
Thought Raehan with a silly thought in his head. Even he had chuckled amusedly with his own thoughts.
"Large master...!" Call the butler respectfully and bend his body again, just like he did to Agara earlier.
"Hmmm" replied Mr. Vinsion only with deheman.
"Someone wants to meet with the Lord..."
"Who ?. I said if I was busy.. Ask him to come back next time... I don't have time to receive guests now..."
Agara's jaws hardened hearing the father's ungodly answer.
Wanting his taste he smashed the face that he hated so much.
Even Raehan can feel Agara's hand grip on his hand tightened, where Agara's veins stand out clearly.
Raehan gently stroked Agara's arm, tranquilizing Agara's emotions that were churning violently. Where it managed to make Agara dampen a bit of his anger.
"Young master..." Answer the servant, who immediately made Mr. Vinsion closed the beam in his hand, with his lips piercing triumphantly.
"The last brat came..." Her exclaims without knowing if the person in contempt is behind her back.
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