A NIGHT WITH HIM
“No, Damien said she doesn’t have a last name” Irene said.
“Oh..my.. God!” Mrs Marshall exclaimed, getting on her feet immediately.
“What’s wrong?” Allysia and Irene asked.
“Uh.. nothing. I mean,i just remembered something. I need to go” Mrs Marshall said and hurried out of Irene’s workshop.
Royalties hide their last names in order to keep their identity but not many people know that..
Mrs Marshall is so sure the Marlene in Ally’s school is the princess of King City or why else won’t she have a last name.
Who doesn’t have a last name!
“Harold” Mrs Marshall called as she walked into his room.
He was sitting on his bed, working on his laptop.
“Mum” He said, without raising up his head.
She sat on the bed beside him…
“I just made a discovery” Mrs Marshall said,she was still stunned.
“Really?’ what’s that?” Harold asked.
“Princess Marlene Louis of King City is the one in Allysia’s class!” She said and Harold didn’t act surprised.
“You knew?!” Mrs Marshall asked and he nodded.
“Wait..i hope you didn’t tell anyone she’s a princess?” Harold asked.
“Of course not, i know how much they love hiding their identities, i wouldn’t do that” Mrs Marshall said.
“I was invited for dinner in the Royal Palace months ago and i met every member of the Royal family.” Harold said.
“Oh.. my! You were invited to the palace?” Mrs Marshall was surprised.
“Yeah” Harold nodded.
“And you didn’t say anything! You should have uploaded pictures and make people know you visited the palace” Mrs Marshall said and Harold laughed.
“You know i don’t do things like that. Though Prince Alexandre Louis and i took some pictures but i never uploaded it” Harold said.
“Really?” Mrs Marshall asked and Harold fetched his phone.
He unlocked it and showed her the pictures.
“OMG! Harold, you’re an as***ole! You know how much i really cherish royalties, I’ve been dying to get invited to the Royal Palace!” Mrs Marshall said as she scrolled through the pictures.
She was amazed and happy.
“You should help me get a chance to visit the palace for once Harold, i know you can do it” Mrs Marshall said.
Harold sighed. “There’s a Royal ball coming up, if i get invited. I’ll take you along”
“Yes!” Mrs Marshall screamed.
“Mum!” Harold chided.
“I’m sorry,I’m just so excited” She squealed like a kid.
“I’m going to meet the queen and we’ll take some pictures together,I’ll get to tour that exquisite Palace,I’ll get to speak to royalties and even make friends with queens. OMG!” Mrs Marshall said dreamily.
“Mum!” Harold groaned. “I’m not sure I’ll be invited yet”
“Who wouldn’t invite billionaire Harold Marshall,your invite is on the way son” Mrs Marshall grinned.
“I should go tell Irene to make me a beautiful dress” Mrs said, hurrying out of Harold’s room.
She slammed the door out of excitement and Harold shook his head.
His dad should come take her away to Paris already.
Allysia and Irene helped Mrs Nola in the kitchen as she prepared different types of meals for Mr Marshall’s arrival.
The house was being cleaned by the workers, everyone was doing one thing or the other to welcome him.
It was like a king was coming home.
Harold had said he’s gonna take half of the bodyguards and workers in the house to the quarters, Mr Marshall doesn’t like being surrounded by so many people.
He loves his privacy.
“I can’t wait to see God father again” Allysia smiled.
“Me too” Mrs Nola said.
“He must be a nice person” Irene said.
“He’s just like the older version of Harold,if not nicer” Mrs Nola said.
“Really?” Allysia asked.
“Yes, he’s so nice,funny,down to earth,he’s a disciplinary and doesn’t condone any act of nonsense,so many workers would be fired during his stay here” Allysia said.
“Woah!” Irene exclaimed.
“And he can be pretty blunt too, he says things as they are” Mrs Nola supplied and everything they said got Irene nervous .
She really hope he’s going to be nice to her.
She can’t deal with another round of restlessness.
Mrs Marshall and Allysia were more than a handful.
“I have to go check on Ivory” Irene said and walked out of the kitchen.
Ivory was still asleep by the time Allysia got to her room and she covered her properly with her blanket before leaving..
She met Harold on her way back to the kitchen.
“Hey there, you look tired” He cupped her cheeks with his palms,she smiled.
“I’m not, i just feel… nervous about meeting Mr Marshall” She said.
“Ohh .. you’re having Mr Marshall’s fever” Harold laughed and led her to a couch in his private living room.
“Well…my dad doesn’t bite, he’s just a bit blunt. He’s very nice and I’m sure he’s gonna like you,do not worry about him being another version of Mum and Allysia” Harold said and Irene laughed.
“And Allysia said a lot of workers are gonna get fired during his stay here” Irene said worriedly.
“Yes, Dad likes things done with total competence, he doesn’t like errors and he’s so quick in firing workers. Though i do tell him he doesn’t have the right to fire my workers,i hope none of the would misbehave though” Harold said.
“Woah!” Irene sighed.
“Chill..” Harold assured.
“Ivory is awake, i need to go” Irene said after a hearing a bell sound.
“Hey,look at you” Mrs Neave said to Damien and Blaine as they walked into the house,damp with sweat.
Damien grinned as he walked to the couch.
He and Blaine had played football in the field after they were done in the play station.
“Hi, Mrs Neave” Blaine bowed in greetings.
“Blaine,how are you?” Mrs Neave asked.
“I’m fine ma’am” Blaine smiled.
“You both reek of sweat,go get freshened up. I just made soup” Mrs Neave said .
“Thank goodness! I was starving,I’m not gonna freshen up,i want mine now ” Damien said and Mrs Neave made to give him a correctional knock but he quickly hid behind Blaine.
“Silly boy!” She said while Blaine laughed.
“Buddy, I’ll go get freshened up” Blaine said.
“You’ll be back right?” Damien asked.
“Yes, for the soup” Blaine smiled.
He wasn’t a shy person,he doesn’t pretend and Mrs Neave liked him for that .
“Okay” Damien said and hurried to his room after Blaine left.
“He’s on his way already, i should go get dressed” Mrs Marshall giggled happily and headed to her room.
Irene helped Mrs Marshall set the table while Allysia and Ivory waited in the living room.
“How is it going?” Harold asked, stepping into the dining room.
“Everything is set” Mrs Nola smiled.
“I hope Mr Marshall room is prepared already?” Allysia asked.
“No, he sleeps in the same room with his wife” Harold said and Irene smiled.
“Grandpa!” They heard Ivory scream happily and they headed to the living room.
Irene nervously walked behind Mrs Nola and Harold.
They got to the living room and Irene was instantly aware of Mr Marshall’s height.
He’s a huge man,tall and powerfully built,his presence was almost overpowering.
He was surprisingly looking young,he could pass for Harold’s elder brother.
He had huge golden eyes, just like Harold’s,his face was perfectly chiseled.
His black hair touched his shoulders and he looked like an Italian.
He was putting on a real tuxedo,that looked incredibly expensive.
This man is more than good looking.
No wonder Mrs Marshall is totally enthralled by him.
Ivory was in his arms and he carried her like she weighs nothing,he was still kissing his grand daughter and didn’t seem to notice anyone yet.
“Purity, how have you been?” He asked Ivory.
Ivory actually means purity.
“I’ve been fine grandpa, i missed you” Ivory said and giggled as he tickled her.
Harold smiled, seeing how nervous Irene looks.
Mr Marshall finally dropped Ivory and Allysia ran into his arms.
” Lily” He smiled as he kissed Ally’s forehead.
“I hope you didn’t cause trouble?” He asked Allysia and she shook her head.
“You did…i know you did” He pinched Allysia’s nose.
“Ouch! God father” Allysia whined.
“Mrs Nola,come here” Mr Marshall gave her a hug too.
“It’s so nice to see you again” Mrs Nola smiled.
“I miss your meals so much and i can’t wait to down it” Mr Marshall said and Nola grinned.
“Billionaire Harold Marshall” Mr Marshall smiled proudly, he was always proud of his son, Harold success had surpassed his and he’s so glad he has a very hard working son.
“The real Marshall” Harold smiled as they hugged each other, he patted Harold’s back affectionately.
Irene noticed,no bodyguard or worker was around.
“Dad, meet Ivory’s nanny. Ire..”
“Irene Noris” Mr Marshall completed Harold’s words and Harold wasn’t surprised.
His mum might have told him about Irene.
“Hi.. Mr Marshall, it’s so nice..to meet you” Irene said.
“Each of them told me how good you are, i hope you are as they said,do not disappoint me” Mr Marshall said.
“I won’t Sir” Irene said.
“By the way,you look beautiful, i find you perfectly okay to be Harold’s future wife” Mr Marshall said and Irene stared at him with her mouth wide opened.
“Dad, don’t make her feel uncomfortable” Harold sighed.
“Come here, come give me a hug” Mr Marshall told Irene, he was impressed with her.
None of ivory’s nanny has ever dressed so decently plus she looked calm, beautiful and natural.
Irene went to hug him even if she was so surprised.
His perfume filled her nostrils and she smiled at Harold as she hugged his father.
He winked and smiled back at her.
“By the way, where’s my wife?” Mr Marshall said.
“She’s here” Mrs Marshall said walking into the living room, she left everyone stunned.
The dress Irene made for her looks so beautiful on her,it suits her like second skin and showed her enticing figure. The crystals glittered hard and clear.
Her hair was styled in a completely different way,that made her face more attractive,she had applied a little make up.
Mrs Marshall simply looked spectacular!
“Darling..come here” Mr Marshall who was speechless finally spoke up and Mrs Marshall almost knocked him over with her hug.
“Let’s head to the dining, they’ll join us ” Harold said, knowing his parents had no shame whatsoever in showcasing their love.
“Simone did a great job with your dress, i love it” Mr Marshall said over dinner.
“Well.. Simone didn’t make it. Irene did” Mrs Marshall smiled,she was glowing since her husband’s return.
“Really! Oh..my! You’re so talented.” Mr Marshall said, one could tell he was deeply impressed with Irene. He liked her.
“Thank you” Irene smiled.
She was greatly enjoying his company,he had cracked jokes and made them laugh and he didn’t seem to mind that she’s eating with them.
“She’s so good at what she does,she’s just the best fashion designer I’ve ever come at” Mrs Marshall said.
“What’s the name of your fashion store? I’ll link you up with some of my friends and boom your fashion store would go worldwide ” Mr Marshall said and Irene was stunned as she answered him.
“Wait! Travis Noris is your father?” Mr Marshall asked and his spoon dropped from his hand when she nodded.
“What!” He exclaimed.