Chapter 37

The first touch of his lips was so slow and drugging, she reacted immediately. Then the bite of his teeth against her lips made her held unto him. His kiss turned completely fierce and he didn't mind the press or whoever was watching.

"Ohh my god! Is that Billionaire Harry Crown's wife!

"I think.... or is this a show!!

"Ohh no, he just called her his woman!!

"She's indeed beautiful!

"Am jealous!"

Those were the things Bethel kept hearing but if only they knew it was just a show as she is just his bed warmer and his daughter's nanny.

The host quickly rushed forward to welcome them, he led them to a seat and made sure they were well comfortable. Harry left Bethel on the seat. He still have some unfinished discussion with his surbodinates. As soon as he left her all alone to herself, the other ladies rushed to her and she glanced up, alarmed at the number of eyes staring down at her.

"Hi! Which fashion designer made your dress?"

"I want one!"

It's so beautiful"

"You bought it from Mitchell's fashion store"

"Wow, just look at the hem"

"Mitchell's logo isn't on it"

"Who's your fashion designer"

The ladies bombarded stunned Bethel with more questions.

"I made the dress myself" Bethel managed to reply, her voice become steady by force.

"Wow" the ladies chorused.

"You're a great fashion designer, what's the name of your fashion store? We will love to patronize you" one of the ladies spoke.

"Yes" the rest chorused.

"What's the name of your fashion resort?" Another asked.

Bethel went mute for seconds. She had made this dress when she was still with her father, it's been so long and she doesn't even have the machines anymore, she had sold them all when she was in need of money then.

"I don't have any fashion....." She was saying. Harry cleared his throat from behind. "Her resort will be launched next week" he answered.

"Wow, really?"

"Yes, you can have her contact and place your order" Harry replied, to which Bethel whispered "what are you doing, Harry? I don't have....

"Let them have your contact, they are willing to pay any amount" he whispered back.

"But how will I?....."

"She's ready to give you all her contact" Harry told the ladies, ignoring Bethel's whispering.

"What!" Bethel exclaimed inwardly, she glanced up at the faces waiting for her and sighed. She then shared her contact before the ladies disperse.

"Let's enjoy the party" Harry kissed her long and hard before leading her to the dance floor.

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Stephanie swore under her breath, wishing she and Diego had dressed up more than this. It's so obvious Harry and the wretched nanny win the best dressed couple and to think that the media would carry it tomorrow gave her headache.

She can't just believe this!

The nanny's wear looked so unique and she was so sure it wasn't from Mitchell's store. Mitchell would have showed it to her first before selling it out if it were to be from her store.

Where the hell is Mitchell anyway?.

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"Hi" Bethel heard a feminine voice behind her. She sweiveled her head at the same time with Harry to see a woman whose dress was so tight she too skin revealing. A man was beside the woman.

"Hey, Stephanie Edwards" Harry smiled.

"Steph?" Bethel thought for a while.

The face rings a bell.

"Bethel meet Angel's mother" Harry said.

What! She's Angel's mother, oh no!.

"H.... hi" Bethel said and the woman's look almost made her shiver. Her gaze was so penetrating that Bethel felt it.

She could swore she had never felt such hatred so deep and raw.

"Harry, how could you bring a nanny to an influential party? That's an insult to the host" Steph said, shooting dagger glares at Bethel.

"I don't get why you should be bothered when you are not the host" Harry replied..

The look in the woman's face was so bitter, Harry's words really got to her.

"You should leave now, more people will be here to say Hi" Harry said.

"I was not staying either. My husband and I have to be in our seats. So many people have been coming to sat hi to us, I just thought it wouldn't be nice to ignore my baby's father" Steph replied.

"Ohh... thank you" Harry never got once look or even glance at his ex..

Did she hurt him so much in the past?...

Bethel saw the cold glance Diego directed towards Harry who wasn't even looking at him. She noticed they didn't say hi to each other, it shows they both have mutual dislike for each other.

Slowly, couples started joining in and the dancefloor was filled in minutes. Bethel smiled as she was enjoying the dance so much even if she stepped on Harry's shoe severally.

.

The moment was magical for her as she stared into his eyes. He wss the only one she saw despite the dozens of people on the dancefloor.

He held unto her gaze and it felt like he was feeling the same thing she was feeling.

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The party was coming to an end, Bethel excused herself from Harry in other to use the restroom.

After she was done in the restroom, she walked out and saw a lady resting on the wall beside the restroom and it turned out to be Stephanie.

Why was she standing alone?

Well she might be waiting for someone.

Bethel turned to walk away and Steph spoke up.

"You're only his whore" she said, she took a step closer to Bethel. "No matter what you do, no matter how much you satisfy him in bed, he will remain my daughter's father and you will remain his harlot, Bethel. He will always love and cherish me much more like he has always done in the past than he cares to put his manly part inside you"

Bethel blanched, her eyelids fluttered immediately with tears. Shame and rage became one. She has never been so insulted in her whole life.

Steph smiled smugly at Bethel, saying nothing. Then the smile disappeared. Jealousy replaced it. "I guess he is not yet tired of your sweet little pussy because the Harry I know changes harlots every two months and it's been 6months already with you. Tell me, how much is he paying you"

No words. Bethel stood still in tears, more and more tears. Steph let out a last smile and walked out.

Bethel didn't know how long she stood crying until she heard his voice from behind.

"Are you okay?" He asked she hastily wiped her tears.

"I'm fine" her voice almost trembled.

"Let's leave" he said.

"Ohh .. okay" she replied, lowly. She took his hand, her hand trembled in his..

"Are you okay?" He asked again.

She looked at him, she couldn't help it, she couldn't hold it anymore, she burst into tears.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt!"

She hastily wiped her tears. "I'm fine, it's just... a little headache" she forced out a smile but it still came out with tears.

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