CHAPTER 53

"She is not my nanny. Dada said she is my Mom" Angel said with a mouthful of tamarind rice.

"What!" There was a huge gasp.

"Huh" Angel nodded in a positive and a savage smile curved on Harry's lip. Mrs Crown dropped her spoon slowly while Annie tightened her hand on the glass of water she held. She glared hard at Bethel who looked away immediately.

"Are you full?" Bethel was careful when asking Angel. If looks could kill, she would be six feet in the ground already.

She didn't knew how she ignored the glares directed to her, mostly from Mrs Crown.

"Just a little more and I will be full, Mom" Angel lit her eyes up. Her chubby cheek looks so adorable. Bethel didn't have the courage to face the glares directed to her, looks of gratitude filled her face because Angel needed her attention in the moment.

She filled the little girls flask with water after which she proceeded to fill her little cup with tomato juice.

Annie was annoyed watching the whole scene, she hated the fact that Bethel looks so much like the woman of the house. Darn it!.

How can she looks so elegant even in the simple cloth she had on? And when she attended to Angel, she sure looks like an angel.

They look like two angles. Mother angel and daughter angel.

And as if that wasn't enough, Harry didn't mutter a word throughout the whole drama in the dinning.

"I'm full" Angel announced.

Bethel nodded once and they left the dining. Annie released the breath she was holding.

She had her meal in silence, not quiet long, Harry got a call. He dropped his cutlery, drank a lot of water and left the dinning with his phone.

"He doesn't look at me!" Annie said solemnly.

Mrs Crown sighed, "with time he will. He is still healing from the past".

"Thank you mother, but...." Annie's voice trembles.

"Is it Angel?" Mrs Grayson arched her brows and Annie nodded.

"Don't tell me you are worried with what she said, she must have said that due to pressure. She is just a kid and am sure the stupid nanny threatened her to call her Mom so as to gain favor in everyone's eyes" Mrs Crown said and Annie nodded happily.

"I'm sorry mother, I didn't think it that way earlier. The nanny must have forced Angel to call her Mom. Asides that, Harry won't stoop so low to have a relationship with his employer. Not even someone like Bethel. Speaking of Bethel, she is a slave. Her father owed Harry a huge sum of money, she is working as a nanny to repay her father's dept" Annie told.

"So that is it, and my son never told me all these. I'm glad I know it now" Mrs Crown added.

Annie smiled and continue her meal. When she was done, a maid led her to the guest room. She loved the place, she knew Mrs Crown, Emma and Evelyn would have put in a lot of effort to make the room looks to her taste.

Right.

Her engagement to Harry is in two months time, it was set by their parents already and she can't wait for it to happen. She is so excited about the whole thing.

Harry's father, Peterson Crown is NY ex president and also the top one on the business community. The Crowns have a huge reputation and only a girl of her class can marry into such family.

"Get my luggage" Annie commanded.

"Yes ma'am" the help replied her and within seconds, her things were wheeled into the room.

Annie saw Bethel walking towards the direction of the hallway and decided to taunt her a bit. She saw the way Harry stares at her in the dinning, he doesn't stare at her in that moment.

Annie purposely bumped into Bethel, the two regained their balance and Bethel straightened up immediately.

"I'm sorry" she apologized even when she wasn't at fault.

Annie smiled when Bethel straightened up, she scanned her from her hair to her toe.

Her height is amazing, her hair midnight black, her eyes grayish blue, her lips were succulent, pinkish, it was so attractive. Her waist downwards made Annie more jealousy but she acted like she was the boss and Bethel was the maid.

"Hi, I'm sorry. I wasn't looking, I didn't see you coming" Bethel said, thinking Annie didn't hear her when she apologized.

"Huh" Annie shakes her head. She loved the nightwear Bethel had on, she has never seen something like that on sale.

Is it a new design?.

"What's the logo on your nightwear?" Annie asked.

"Logo? I didn't buy this" bethel replied. She is being friendly, she had thought.

"I made it myself, I can make one for you if you like it" Bethel added.

Annie was impressed. Indeed, Bethel sounded like a competent business woman.

"I don't like it. I mean I can never like something like this, it's too local" Annie lied but deep down, she envied the designs and the way it fitted Bethel perfectly.

"Oh okay, but I can still make you a dress of your taste. I won't charge you much" Bethel pressed further and that made Annie more mad. She was mad Bethel didn't see her as a competitor.

"I don't wear clothes made by local people. I have my own clothes brand. I mean do you expect the daughter of the central minister to wear clothes made by ordinary people?" Annie drew a taut.

"I just chat you up. You know, I might be needing your help in the next coming months. My engagement preparation with Harry has started so I might need your help to take extra care of Angel because Harry and I will be travelling" Annie added, calmly.

Bethel didn't reply, she nodded in a positive and walk away immediately. Harry is getting engaged to Annie!

Getting engaged to Annie!.

She is happy for them but can't just explain why she felt so hurt deep down.

She entered her adjoining room with a heaving chest. She doesn't want to think of it, not even it.

"I will be fine" she said to herself and grabbed a nearby design book. Maybe it helped or not, she can't tell.

She was starting to get herself back when Harry suddenly barged in. Hearing of his engagement made her cried already and now that she is seeing him, she doesn't know what to feel or think.

She only planned to help him cure his addiction but now, she is feeling stupid for falling in love.

She wiped her face immediately he barged in and stood, "she is sleeping" she rushed words.

"I'm not hear for Angel" he replied.

"I'm here for you, we need to talk" he added.

Bethel sighed. He is here to ask for help on his forthcoming engagement with Annie, she thought.

"I will help you" she said absent mindedly.

Harry smirked, "I didn't ask for you help, I only want to talk to you. Go get dressed" he said.

"I should get dressed" Bethel asked.

"Huh" he nodded in positive.

Bethel sighed, he is acting all professional with her because he won't be needing her on his bed anymore, his fiance already arrived.

The words Steph said to her came back to her. Steph had told her that no matter what she does for him, he will never love her back. She had said Harry would fall for the next sexy girl. He changes ladies every six months.

Guess it's time he changes from her to Annie.

Those words came to her as she search out her wardrobe for something to wear.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked confused. He doesn't understand why Bethel wasn't looking bright.

He moved closer and select what to wear for her. She didn't look at him like she always does, instead she focus more on the empty spaces and remove her nightie until she was left in nothing but skin.

Harry collected her face slowly from her naked body and await her to dress.

"Done sir" he heard her.

"Sir? Since when? Why is she addressing him as sir?" He shook his head.

Anyway, the dress looks hot on her. It was a black colored Mercier Donna tracksuit.

"Where are we going, I don't understand why you asked me to put on these....." Bethel was saying, Harry fought his addiction, the drug's he has been taken for the past few days was helpful.

Bethel stopped talking when Harry fits his hand into her hand, she felt a spark surge through her and she turned numb. It was as if she was being controlled by him.

She was just glad no one saw them till they got to the parking lot. Harry didn't go in a car, he got on the scooter, Bethel sat behind him and he drove out.

Throughout the ride, she couldn't ignore the fact that her heart was racing. She didn't know how long they've been on the ride and when she finally raise her head from his back to see how much distance they've covered, a tear dropped down her eyes when she saw him drove into her father's house.

Why did he bring her here?

Why did he bring her back to her monsterous father?.

More tears gathered in her eyes. She is back to a place she never wanted to be.

Is she back to square one?

"Stay back, am the only one going in" Harry said and tears of gratitude filled her eyes.

She never wants to go in.