chapter 11
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"Does Mr Harold pay his workers close to one million dollars a week?" Irene asked.
"One million dollars a week?" Nola nearly screamed.
If Harold pays his workers one million dollars a week,it's possible cause his family originated from wealth, they are billionaires plus the fact that Harold is a billionaire on his own even without his family's money,he had worked very hard regardless of his family status but even with how generous Harold is, she has never heard he pay his employees close to one million dollars a week!
A week!
Not even a month!
"Why did you ask ? Is Harold paying you that amount?" Nola asked Irene and she hesitated before answering.
She feel she can trust the woman.
Nola had told her so much without even considering the fact that she just resumed today.
"Yeah" Irene replied slowly.
"Wow!" Nola exclaimed inwardly.
For Harold to pay a nanny that amount,then there's something behind it.
He definitely wants to help her.
Is the lady probably suffering from a problem?
Harold should have just sent his philanthropy company to do the job instead of that huge pay. It'll of course raise eyebrows.
She'll need to call him and discuss with him later.
Nola cleared her throat.
"Irene, to be sincere, i don't think Harold pays his workers close to that amount but he's someone who can do anything he wants. Harold always have a reason for everything. He definitely have a reason for wanting to pay you that amount. He wants to help you" Nola said.
"Help me? I never told him i needed help." Irene said.
She really needs all the financial help she can get but she never mentioned it to Harold, how did he found out?
"You never told him you needed help?" Nola asked.
"Yes" Irene answered.
"Well.. Harold has his way of doing things, just go along with him" Nola said.
"I will" Irene said.
"Fifteen minutes elapsed already" Irene stood up and quickly walked out of the kitchen.
Nola smiled, she hoped Irene won't stop this diligent act as time goes on.
Irene got to Ivory's room and found the little girl trying to open her eyes.
She quickly moved close to her and bent over her.
"Ivory, are you okay?" She asked before touching her body.
What the ..!
She's burning up!
Ivory finally opened her eyes and placed her tiny palm on her forehead.
"Dad" She whimpered.
"Ivory, it's your nanny" Irene said, blinking severally.
She's so lost right now.
"My head aches. Get me my dad" Ivory cried.
"Okay" Irene said, feeling her temperature once again.
Damn! It has increased.
She turned to walk out of the room and was so grateful when Harold walked in.
"She's calling for you" Irene said worriedly and harold almost ran towards his daughter.
"Ivory, I'm here" He said, kissing her forehead.
"Dad" Ivory held firmly to his hand.
"My head is aching" She cried.
"You'll be fine princess, i called the doctor already" Harold said and Irene could see his attractive face wrinkled with worry.
She stood there, not knowing what to do or say.
She moved close to Ivory and felt her temperature again before suddenly walking out of the room.
Harold wondered why she did that but he knew she doesn't have a nanny experience before employing her.
Moreover he's so worried about his daughter right now.
He so much hates seeing her in pains and knowing he made her sick saddens him more.
And he knows he'll still have to force her to take medication, Ivory hates drugs.
If that freaking Carrle hadn't appeared.
This wouldn't have happened.
"The doctor will be here soon okay?" Harold said to his daughter and she nodded slowly.
She didn't let go of his hand and he let her be.
She's always that way whenever she's ill.
Harold sighed and was about picking his phone to call the doctor again when he saw Irene walked into the room with water in a bowl and a piece of clean cloth.
He watched as she moved close to Ivory and then bent before her.
"This will keep help in keeping her temperature cool till the doctor arrives" Irene said as she dipped the cloth into the water.
Ivory glanced at her dad and he gave her a reassuring look.
Irene squeezed the wet cloth and started by dabbing Ivory's forehead with it.
She moved to her body after a while and that went on for a completely long and silent moment.
Harold found himself staring at at her while she tend for his daughter.
She had packed her hair uptight and the tendrils framing her face were no longer there .
She was looking so serious and worried.
She looked just like a worried mother.
A beautiful one at that.
He's so glad he made her stop that dirty job, and he's more glad he made her work in his house, he'll get to see her everyday.
He doesn't know why he wants to keep seeing her face.
Knowing so many man had had her because of money hurt him so much cause she acts and looks so responsible that he know if it wasn't for money,she wouldn't have involved herself in such impure job.
He wish he had found her earlier.
He has money at his beck and call,he would have gladly helped her.
How he knew she needed help is still deeply buried into him and he's not ready to disclose it.
"Mr Harold,seems her body temperature is starting to get cool" Irene said, interrupting his thoughts.
"Huh?" He asked,not quite getting what she just said.
"I mean, Ivory's body temperature is almost back to normal" Irene said.
"Ohh.. really?" Harold asked and felt his daughter's body temperature.
"Oh..my! It's not almost back to normal, it is back to normal" Harold said in surprise.
He grinned happily which made Irene smiled too.
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