chapter 13
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"I'm so sorry Mr Harold, please forgive me. I promise it won't repeat itself" The doctor pleaded.
"You can leave, my manager sent some money into your account already" Harold said.
"For doing nothing?" Irene wondered, almost aloud.
"I'm so sorry Mr Harold" the doctor said, picking his bag.
"It's fine, you can leave now" Harold said with a more calm tone.
"I'm so sorry" The doctor said one last time before finally walking out of the door.
Irene sighed.
Ivory continued licking her now slim candy, looking unconcerned.
"I hope the headache has relieved you?" Harold asked her and she nodded.
"I'm fine now, i only need more candy and maybe a slice of strawberry cake" She said.
"Okay, I'll call Nola to get it ready for you" Harold said and quickly placed a call to Nola.
A maid came in minutes later, Irene noticed she wasn't the one who came in earlier.
She wondered how many maids were in the house.
She gently placed the tray containing more candies and a slice of strawberry cake on ivory's bedside table and then turned to walk out.
"You'll be able to go to school tomorrow right?" Harold asked.
"Of course" Ivory replied picking another candy.
"Irene will be here early tomorrow to prepare you for school" Harold said.
"Isn't she sleeping over?" Ivory asked.
"She's yet to get her wears" Harold said.
"Ohh" Ivory nodded.
"Irene,your room is adjoining mine" Ivory announced.
"Really?" Irene asked.
"Yes, can you see that door?" Ivory pointed to one of the doors in her room.
"Yeah" Irene nodded.
"That's the link to your room, you can come into my room without having to go through the normal doorway and i can also easily come into your room if i need anything" Ivory smiled.
"Wow! That's nice" Irene smiled.
She had seen the two doors in the room and she had been wondering which door is the second one.
Now she know.
"I did it that way so she can always have easy access to her nannies" Harold said.
"That's fine" Irene said.
"You'll get to see your room tomorrow when you move in" Harold said.
"Okay" Irene said,still not used to the fact that she'll be spending most days of the week here and just weekends with her family.
"Ohh...it's time for lunch already, no wonder my stomach has been rumbling" Harold said glancing at his expensive looking wristwatch.
"Time flies, was it not just now she arrived" Irene thought.
"Let's go have lunch, I'm starving already" Harold said standing on his feet.
"I'm having my lunch already" ivory said.
"Of course i know. I was referring to Irene" Harold said.
"Ohh...me?" Irene asked quickly getting on her feet.
"Yeah, let's go have lunch" Harold said.
"Okay" She said trailing behind him to the door.
"Ivory,will you be fine?" Harold asked.
"Of course Dad, but help me switch on the TV please" Ivory said, she's chewing on her strawberry cake and candy at the same time.
"Okay" Harold said and grabbed the remote control. He switched on the TV and scrolled through the channels for his daughter's favorite. He found it and click on it before dropping the remote control.
"Thanks Dad" ivory called after him as he walked out of the door with Irene.
"How old is Ivory?" Irene asked Harold as they approached the dining room.
Harold opened the door and they stepped in.
The table was set already and Irene almost exclaimed at the classic settings.
Just like how she sees it in movies.
She shouldn't be surprised by anything in this house,she knows he's a billionaire who can afford anything.
"Ivory is eight" Harold answered.
"Wow! How come she's so smart?" Irene asked.
"Well...she got the smartness from me" Harold boasted, smiling.
"That's obvious" Irene nodded.
"So,this is my personal dining room, i eat here with my daughter and Nola. The workers have their dining room" Harold said.
"Ohh...okay, I'll go meet Nola to show me the way to the workers dining room" Irene said.
"Chill..." Harold paused and then continued.
"You'll be eating here with us" He finally said.
"Huh?" Irene asked, furrowing her brow.
"Why?" She wondered aloud.
Shouldn't she be happy she'll be eating on the same table with him?
So many people would jump at it.
"I'll be fine at the workers dining room,that's where i belong" Irene said.
"Of course that's where you belong cause you're a worker here" Harold agreed.
"Yeah" Irene said.
"But ivory wants you here" Harold lied. He does,not Ivory.
He just doesn't know why he want to keep seeing her every time.
When did he turn into a liar?
And when did he ever propose this idea to any of his workers? Even those that has been with him for years have never got the chance to eat on the same table with him.
And he even had to lie that ivory want her here just for her to accept.
"Really? Why does ivory want me here?" Irene asked.
"She needs to be close to her nanny always."
"But the past nannies definitely do not eat on the same table with you guys,why does Ivory suddenly want me to?" Irene asked.
"Well..she told me, starting from you, she's gonna make a change" Harold said,his conscience hitting him hard.
Lies brings more lies.
"Ohh... okay" Irene said, feeling so special she'll be dining with Harold Marshall, the most handsome billionaire in the whole of San Francisco who some people are dying to see.
She had felt special right from when he told her she'll be dining with them and she had almost jumped at the offer but again she had a rethink.
"Let's go eat, enough of the dilly dally" Harold said and they both moved towards the dining table.
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They had almost finished eating and Harold kept hoping Ivory won't pop up anytime soon.
She's gonna be surprised to see Irene dining in their personal dining room and she'll ask what she's doing here.
And then Irene would know he lied.
She'll start seeing him as a liar right from that moment.
Oh.. no.
He stared at Irene who was obviously enjoying the meal, even if he wants to stand up anytime soon, he knew she's not ready at all.
Geez!
She just shifted another bowl of fruits closer to herself.
Nola is done eating, she picked a glass cup of her favorite fruit juice and started gulping it down her throat.
She had communicated with Harold with her eyes when she saw Irene in the dining room and he had nodded, meaning he'll explain things to her later.
Harold shifted in his seat when he heard tiny footsteps on the step.
He hoped it wasn't Ivory but again who among his workers has such tiny steps.
"Why can't you just stay put in your room,this little girl" He thought, feeling uneasy that his cat is about to be let out of the bag.
"Dad" He heard Ivory called before the dining room door opened.
Hell no!
"Stop her!" He suddenly shouted, scaring everyone out of their chair.
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