Trapped in Love Miss Arogan

85.

"Where's your house?" charlotte said moments after they left the mansion area.

Justin turned his gaze to Charlotte and replied. "That's. I live on the street-"

"Away or not?"

"Far away, I guess." Justin replied in a polite tone.

"Jeez." Charlotte just complained about hearing that answer, while Justin chose to lower his head.

Charlotte secretly glanced briefly at Justin. Right now the handsome young man was tightly hugging his black backpack. Seeing that Charlotte suddenly smiled as she shook her head.

'Does this young man always go everywhere with his bag? He looks like a schoolboy.' Inwardly.

'But it looks like Xander has a point. I'm targeting a kid to fuck.' Charlotte spoke inwardly, then chuckled to herself.

"Miss? Did you hear me?"

Charlotte immediately flinched at the exclamation and immediately turned to Justin. What the fuck was that just now? Was Charlotte just daydreaming about this young man while driving his car? Maddened. Shouldn't he just focus on the highway in front of him.

Charlotte shook her head tightly.

"Yes?" reply Charlotte then.

"I just asked... Do you want to take a shortcut?" ask Justin again.

"Shortcut?"

"Yes, if you want to go through a shortcut we can just go through there. The road is a bit quiet but I can guarantee that we will arrive sooner." Justin continued to give advice.

"I don't like the lonely shortcuts. Dangerous."

"Ah.. so it seems." Justin nodded his head understanding.

"Yes." Yeah."

Charlotte is driving in silence. He frowned when he suddenly realized how Justin was talking to him just now.

'Why is he speaking in such a polite way to me?' Inner Charlotte.

Charlotte then turned back to Justin.

"By the way you don't have to talk to me about that. That feels kind of weird to me. I'm not your boss, if you forget." said Charlotte.

"Ah, I will try to miss." Justin replied as he hugged his backpack.

Charlotte immediately rolled her eyes lazily when she heard Justin who still called her 'miss'.

"And stop calling me miss!"

"B-but why?"

"That's because you're not my servant."

Justin lowered.

"I'm sorry, but for that matter..." Justin paused his sentence. "... the thing is, you're the granddaughter of my boss. That means Miss is also one of the people I have to respect. So I guess I should have"

"Quick you type your home address in the directions on my phone!" cut Charlotte fast.

Charlotte immediately handed her phone to Justin with her left hand without even allowing the slightest look at the young man.

Charlotte was just too lazy to listen to such a long explanatory sentence. All this time he never got the slightest rejection from someone and only heard the phrase 'yes' only.

Meanwhile, Justin, who at first felt surprised that his words were cut off, chose to nod his head and immediately type what Charlotte asked of him.

After typing his home address, Justin then handed the phone back to Charlotte.

"This is your phone, miss." Justin said.

Charlotte did not answer and just took the phone and put it in front of her so that it could be easier to see the screen.

"Why is your house so far away?" charlotte complained after seeing the distance of Justin's house.

"I'm sorry, miss." said Justin feeling bad.

Charlotte was actually feeling somewhat annoyed by her current situation. Yes, this was because his grandfather had already casually asked himself to drive this young man home. How could his grandfather even make Charlotte look like a driver?

"Geez, I'm so upset" Charlotte grumbled as she sharply turned her car's steering wheel around the corner. But without Charlotte knowing it, it made Justin's head stumbled into the car window.

"Aw~"

Charlotte turned her head quickly as Justin's head was knocked at the window.

"Are you okay? I didn't mean to drive rudely." said Charlotte, who hastily failed. "...yes, I actually meant a little bit earlier."

"I. It's okay." Justin grimaced.

Justin glanced at Charlotte. He could feel discomfort in the car when he saw Charlotte's facial expression. Justin believes Charlotte is upset that she was forced to drive herself home. After thinking about it for a while, Justin finally said,

"You can drop me off on the street, miss. I can-"

"No."

"I don't want to bother you for having to drive me."

"I'm not distracted but I'm upset."

"You don't worry, miss. After you drop me off later, I'll try to get home safely so you don't get upset by Mr. Romanov."

"I'm not worried." replied Charlotte calmly.

Justin swallowed his mouth rough.

"I can lie by telling Mr. Romanov that you're driving me home."

"Look! I'm Romanov Clinton's grandson. Lying is my hobby. But I'll lie only when I want to have fun. I am a very responsible person. That's why if asked to drop you off I'll finish my job."

"Ah... alright." replied Justin hesitatingly.

Silence for a few moments. Both men of the opposite sex are busy with their respective activities.

Justin glanced at Charlotte in silence.

"We can just stop in front of the stop, miss." Justin said, reopening the conversation.

"Why is that?"

"Actually, my house goes into a narrow alley and your car will definitely not fit" Justin explained.

"That's what it looks like" Charlotte said. "All right then."

While waiting for the countdown from traffic, Charlotte accidentally turns her eyes on Justin. He then glued to the young man, looking at him meaningfully.

Charlotte then cleared her throat slowly.

"Are you okay?" ask Charlotte.

Justin hurriedly held his head.

"Ah, I'm fine. It's just a little sleepy so it doesn't hurt too much."

"Not that."

"Yes?"

"I'm talking about something else" Charlotte explained as she glanced at Justin briefly. "My grandfather? Were you hurt so badly back then?"

"Ah... trouble it.." Justin immediately shook his head, "No, I'm not hurt, I'm just-"

"Good!" cut Charlotte fast.

Justin just nodded his head awkwardly when he realized that his words were cut back by this girl. Justin realizes that Charlotte is not someone who wants to hear an explanation with long sentences.

After the traffic lights showed Charlotte green again stuck the gas and carried her car at a moderate speed.

"My grandfather accidentally bumped into you."

"Yes. I know miss."

Charlotte then cleared her throat slowly.

"You should know. My grandfather was a very responsible man for everything he did. That is why he will take full responsibility for what he has done to you at that time. Whether the accident was on purpose or not" Charlotte said.

Justin turned to Charlotte then nodded his head in response, "I understand, miss."

"Yes, that's why he had to do all this good to you. That's because he needs to take responsibility. Yeah, although I think all of this seems a bit overwhelming."

Hearing that, Justin chose to respond with a nod of his head alone. He also doesn't know what to respond to.

Charlotte glanced at Justin.

"No offense."

"Ah, no. Of course not, miss."

Charlotte just stared at Justin with a flat look.

"I mean.. didn't my grandfather give you the money for the accident?"

Justin nodded. "Yes, miss."

"How much did he give you?"

Justin lowered. "I. don't know."

Charlotte raised her eyebrows and glanced at Justin, "You don't know?"

"Yes..."

"How can you not know?" Charlotte's distraught.

"I haven't actually opened it yet. Mr. Romanov's money is still in the envelope. Whole!"

"Why haven't you used it yet?" ask Charlotte again in wonder. "Is the money less? Not enough?"

"It's not that." Justin said.

"Then why?"

Justin could feel Charlotte was slowing down. This beautiful girl was driving in a more relaxed manner than before.

The next second, Charlotte grieved with a cynical look. "Ah, but I'm sure in the end you will definitely use the money too right?"

Charlotte was tired.

"Well, that's because I feel that compensating with money is the thing most expected by everyone who becomes an 'victim' of an accident. A indemnity. A pile of money."

Justin seemed to shake his head in protest.

"But the problem is me-"

"Just calm down." Charlote flicked her hands casually.

"Actually something like this is common to me. Well, when I go home partying it's not uncommon for me to also bump into or graze someone. And most of them will ask for cash compensation. Same asyou. They take advantage. So I understand all of that."

Justin chose to lower his head. He really did not know what to answer with the sentence that the girl said to him.

He doesn't understand.

Why is Charlotte's current way of speaking as if it's making her sound like someone who's using her grandfather. As if he insinuated it with the word 'indemnity'.

Come on, Justin didn't take any advantage of this incident at all. He never even asked for any money from Mr. Romanov. The middle-aged man himself gave it to her. Justin refused it, right?

Another fact, until now Justin did not even intend to use a penny of that money. So why would Charlotte think of him as the one who took advantage here?

With his head still lowered, Justin glanced at Charlotte from the corner of his eye. He could clearly see the look on the face of the girl who was showing a look of disdain to him. The girl seemed to think of herself as a double-eyed person.

But it's fine.

Justin wouldn't say anything back then as a clarification of the misunderstanding Charlotte thought of him.

Justin chose silence even though he could tell that he received the money just because he felt bad for Mr. Romanov who had begged him. How could he let someone older beg him to accept his grant money in such a manner

'Should I just tell him that I haven't even used the money from Mr Romanov?' inner Justin.

Justin shook his head immediately,

'Looks like it wasn't necessary.' her inner self.

He doesn't have to talk about things like that. Justin doesn't have to say what he is like to other people. Moreover, let alone to talk like that to him, Justin even felt reluctant to just lift his head properly.

Look at him who he kept bowing his head. Justin still feels so awkward. He was also embarrassed to not even be confident in the situation he was facing at this time.

Even though he had been with Charlotte for a while in the car, Justin was still shocked to learn that Charlotte was with him, driving him home.

'I really feel embarrassed just to open another topic.'

'And also, it doesn't matter if he does think of me as the one who used his grandfather for money. One day he will soon find out the truth about me.' his inner self again.