chapter 7
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*Do not touch my hair without my permission.
*Do not eat before taking me to bed, i hate the smell of food on someone.
*Do not dress me up, i can do it myself.
*Do not touch me without washing your hands.
*Do not yell at me.
*You must read me interesting bedtime stories.
*Please be neat, dirty people makes me puke.
*You have to be nice, sweet and intelligent.
*You'll read to me everyday for four hours in my library .
*You must make sure i have my fruits before and after my nap.
*You should be able to answer any question i pose.
*Be Courteous.
Irene sighed,the rules are quite challenging but it shouldn't be difficult to keep.
"Oh.. my! There are more rules" She exclaimed opening another page.
"And not just that, there are much more rules" Irene said tiredly, laying on her bed.
Damien who was helping her select her outfit for tomorrow turned to her.
"Are the rules tedious? You can quit now if you find them difficult"
"Com'on" Irene laughed.
"The rules are quite challenging though but i should be able to cope" She said.
"Are you sure?" Damien asked.
"Of course, I'll be fine" Irene assured him.
"If it gets to a period where you can no longer cope, you can always quit okay? We can always get money elsewhere for mum's surgery" Damien said worriedly, starting to feel bad he pushed her into this.
"Damien I'll be fine" Irene said and he nodded.
" I'm sorry i pushed you into this Irene" Damien said soberly.
She stood up from the bed and held his hands.
"I swear,I'll be fine" She assured him.
"Okay" He said.
"So,have you found me a suitable wear?" Irene asked, trying to lighten his mood.
"Almost, trust me" Damien winked.
"Fashionist" Irene hailed, trying to lighten up his mood.
They both laughed.
She's good at fashion too but Damien is great.
"Go ahead with the reading, you know you have to know the rules before you resume tomorrow"
"Okay" Irene said jumping back on her bed.
She picked Ivory's rules booklet and sighed.
She continued reading the rules, sighing and exclaiming at interval.
The little girl does not look like she'll be a pain in the ass but her rules are.
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"You mean Harold is about to employ a slut as my daughter's nanny" Carrle shouted, pacing her living room.
"Yes" Her husband confirmed.
He just received the information from their spy, who's one of Harold's bodyguards but secretly works for them.
"Get me my car key!!!" Carrle screamed.
"Is she not the same slut he slept with?" Ethan Weston thought as Carrle was screaming all over the house.
That bastard likes taking everything that is his!
If he had not lured Carrle with money,then he would have lost her to him.
He hates the fact that there's another bastard billionaire people love much more than him.
Harold Marshall keep getting everything on a platter of gold while he struggles to even get a deal done.
He had devised several means to bring Harold down but the motherfucker kept going up, he had to quit since none of his plan worked.
And he took Carrle from him just to hurt him,he doesn't love Carrle and he knows Carrle doesn't love him too, she only loves his money but so far,their marriage has been good but he still can't do without cheating, he loves to taste different women.
He knows Carrle would leave him just as she left Harold when she finds another great billionaire but Harold and him are the top billionaires in the city.
"Ethan I'll be right back" Carrle said rushing out of the house with two bodyguards.
"Yeah,go deal with him" Ethan laughed.
"Get me my laptop" Ethan said to one of his workers who bowed before scurrying up the stairs.
"He should have just gotten rid of the damn ivory, that will really bring down Harold, everyone knows how much he loves and cherish his daughter. Taking his wife was not painful enough, now he would go for his daughter" Ethan thought, smiling and wondering why he never had that thought.
His laptop was brought to him and he quickly made a background check on Irene Noris.
"Ohh, her parents owns Daire fashions" He thought aloud.
Seems he had some history with the downfall of Daire fashions but that's none of his business now.
Harold knows this lady is a slut! Yet he employed her.
He knows Harold would never employ an indecent person as his daughter nanny and now he went for a slut.
What could be his plan?
"Get me a drink" He ordered and a worker who was holding the drink quickly poured some into the glass cup.
He handed it to him, forgetting to bow.
"You're fired" Ethan said simply.
"Please I'm so s..." The guy was pleading.
"Take him out this moment and send his luggage after him" He ordered the two bodyguards standing behind him.
They bowed before carrying out his order.
He picked his phone and placed a call across Alex.
ðBoss" Alex voice broke through the phone.
ðAlex, there's another person you need to keep a close watch on.
ðWho? boss.
ðThe nanny resuming tomorrow.
ð Okay boss, i'll make sure i fill you in on every information i get"
ð Okay, Bye.
Ethan got on his feet and turned to one of his bodyguards.
"Call madam Perse that I'll be coming tonight" Ethan said and grabbed his drink before heading upstairs.___ð
"How dare you do such a dirty thing Harold!" Carrle yelled barging into Harold living room even when the guards tried to stop her.
"The only dirty thing in this room is you. What the hell are you doing in my house?" Harold asked, equally pissed.
"How dare you try to employ a slut as my daughter's nanny!"
"Should that bother you? A slut gave birth to her remember" Harold taunted.
Carrle swallowed hard, the words getting deep to her.
"Nola, don't make Ivory come to the living room" Harold said to the cook who was serving him juice when Carrle entered.
"Okay" Nola said, rushing up the stairs, knowing Ivory can come down any moment.
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