chapter 21
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"It isn't what you think" Irene said.
"Whatever! I don't care" Harold said,slammed the book closed, picked his wine and walked out of the library.
"Mr Harold" Irene called, going after him.
"What?" Harold half yelled. He doesn't know why he's so pissed that she went to that bar ! Again!
It's her life, he shouldn't be concerned with how she lives it but why did it hurt so much.
He just doesn't want her to be a bad influence on Ivory.
"I know i was a..." Irene paused on the verge of tears.
"But, i quit that job the moment i know I'll be working here" She added with a shaky voice and Harold felt bad he had yelled and spoken harshly to her.
He found himself almost apologising.
No, he can't do that.
"But you went to the bar yesternight" Harold stated.
"I think we should just sit and discuss this, please" Irene said..
"Let's go back to the library then" Harold said and irene was surprised at how cool his voice had turned.
They both walked back into the library and Harold sat.
"Sit" He told her but she shook her head.
"Why?"
"I don't just want to, maybe i will,after i clear myself" She said and Harold shrugged.
"So, i went to the bar yesternight cause Madam Perse had something to tell me. I swear,i didn't even spend up to an hour in her office. We discussed and i also got to tell her that i won't be working with her anymore, i told her i already resumed as your daughter's nanny and the pay is enough for me. It's not like that job was something i enjoyed doing so i can never go back to it,now that i have a more decent job." Irene said.
Harold sighed "Well..im sorry to have had the wrong impression, but who wouldn't have thought the same. " Harold said.
"I should be sorry for upsetting you" Irene said.
"It's fine and you shouldn't blame my driver for telling me everything. I asked him if he dropped you home safely and then he explained to me. He owe me his loyalty" Harold said.
"Of course, every worker should be loyal to their employee. But, you should have told me immediately you saw me in the morning,you made me worried, i kept wondering how i offended you in the space of yesternight and this morning" Irene said.
"I think you should have known a little bit of me by now. When I'm pissed at you, i tend to ignore you to avoid drama" Harold said.
"Wow! I'm glad to know that, I'll try not to upset you another time" Irene said, admiring the fireplace.
She wish she could go closer.
"Well...upsetting one another is bound to happen but what will really upset me is you going back to that job. If you need anything,just tell me, I'm gonna provide it for you"
"Thank you but i won't be needing anything. My pay is more than enough for me to want any other thing. Thanks so much Mr harold for offering me such pay,it's gonna go a long way in my life" Irene said, appreciatively.
Harold smiled.. finally she said thank you instead of questioning him.
"It's fine Irene, im so glad i brought you out of that job, like i knew you weren't happy with it" Harold said.
Irene cheeks suddenly turned red while she remembered the night they had spent together.
"Geez! Irene" She scolded herself inwardly.
Why would she even think about that now but that moment is unforgettable,she must admit it felt so good though, Harold had treated her gently even more than Harris do.
"What's wrong?" Harold asked and Irene realised she had that sad look on.
Her facial expressions is always sad whenever she remeber Harris.
He really broke her.
"Nothing" Irene replied.
"You sure?" Harold insisted.
"Yes"
"So, we're cool now right?" Harold asked.
"Of course" Irene smiled.
"Let's go sit near the fireplace" Harold said, getting on his feet.
Irene followed him excitedly.
She enjoys watching the fireplace.
That special glow and warmth always interest her.
They both sat in front of the fireplace with their legs folded.
Harold noticed the smile on Irene's face.
"You love sitting near the fireplace too?" He asked.
"Totally! Watching the firewoods c***k and burn to smaller sizes amuses me. The glow of the fire and the warmth is just so beautiful. And this particular one looks more beautiful than the ones I've seen" Irene said admiringly.
Harold smiled.
Irene is the first person to ever admire the fireplace in his library.
Most people have no interest in even seeing it.
" I love reading novels beside the fireplace too cause it always add a magical touch to it" Irene said, beaming and Harold couldn't help but admire her beauty in the glow of the fire.
"We have that in common, i love reading beside the fireplace too. Like, it's one of my favorite thing" Harold said.
"I know" Irene smiled.
"Really? How?" Harold asked.
"I browsed your personal information and reading beside the fireplace is one of your hobbies"
"Really? You browsed my personal information?"
"Yeah, i had to cause i kept wondering why a billionaire would want a s*x worker for his daughter's nanny" Irene said.
"Like, why?" She asked.
"Cause Y has a tail and two branches" Harold said and Irene laughed.
"I think this is the first time I'll see you laugh so heartily,you look beautiful at it though" Harold said.
"Thank you" Irene said, pressing her lips together.
She suddenly feel she shouldn't be here with him. She's only a nanny and the rate she's starting to enjoy his company is too fast.
"Do you have anything against being complimented?" Harold asked, noticing the faraway look in her eyes.
"Huh? No" Irene said.
"You suddenly looked withdrawn" Harold said.
"Well, i think i should leave now" Irene said.
"Why?" Harold asked, worriedly...
He can't believe he cares that she wanna leave.
Is he enjoying her company that much?
"Mr Harold,i shouldn't be here with you. I mean... you're my employee,im just your daughter's nanny, i should not talk so comfortably with you. Like, it's too soon. it doesn't feel right, i don't deserve to be here with you" Irene said, blinking hard.
"You're my daughter's nanny doesn't mean i can't sit or talk with you, I'm a billionaire does not mean you don't deserve to be seated beside me. I'm not a god! I'm a human like you. I know you wouldn't have said that if it was not me you're seated with, i don't want to start seeing you as someone who makes wealthy people feel bad" Harold said, with a raised brow.
"No, but I'm sure you don't sit with your workers like this, staring at the fireplace"
"That's because we don't have that in common, i don't restrict my workers from coming into my library but they never come. I can sit here staring at the fireplace with any of my workers,it's not because it's you. I'm relating with you like i would to any of my workers and i also want you to put my wealthy state aside and relate with me like you would a poor person" Harold said, breathing out.
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