Chapter 32: chapter 32
The sight before her left her shocked and if she hadn't held on the armchair beside her, she would have hit the ground.
"Everything in there is yours" Harold said to her and tears filled her eyes.
The little room she thought would probably be an unused place is now set up beautifully.
And the most surprising part is it was set up to be..to be a fashion designing workshop!
She could sight working tools at every corner of the room.
Tape measure, threads,needles, a sketch pad,scissors! A card scissors, lightweight scissors and shear scissors which has always been her father's favorite, even though she prefers lightweight scissors.
There is a weaving machine, embroidery machine, dress maker dummy and tailors chalk, pear Head pins and a complete set of sewing machine!
The wall paper displayed fashionable items.
Looking at it alone is a great motivation.
Damn!
There's a computer too!
She stood on that root for so long, dumfounded.
And when she finally got herself,she found herself screaming and jumping into Harold's arm.
She felt speechless for so many seconds and she just stayed in his arms not believing her eyes.
"Thank you so much but..." Irene paused to breath " i can't accept this" she added, pulling away from him slowly.
"W..why?" Harold asked.
"T this is just too much, it's not..like i've done so much to deserve this." Irene said.
"I understand you" Harold smiled " but do you have to do anything for me before i can help you?"
"No..but...!" Irene sighed.
"I don't expect anyone to do anything for me before helping them. I do it cause i want to, i did what i did for you willingly, i wouldn't let you give your contact to those ladies without having a plan. My plan started right from that party. So please,you need to accept it except you want my efforts to go to waste" Harold faked a frown.
"Thank you so much Harold, you've done so much for me. You pay me a lot and now this. I really appreciate your efforts and i promise to pay you back in every little way i can. Thanks so much" Irene wiped her tears..
"Aww. Stop" Harold drew her close.
Her head was on his chest as she cried, mumbling thank you..
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"So where do we start from?" Irene smiled, checking out her workshop after some minutes.
Harold had left her to do the tour.
She's so grateful.
Every thing she needs is here! Even more things she knows she can't even buy herself.
She had planned to buy just few necessary things but Harold bought so much.
She's so happy and feels indebted to him .
She chuckled, imagining how shocked her mum and Damien would be when she tells them .
She would have called Damien immediately but he'll be in school.
Nola had said she would check on her later on.
She had told her she knew about the whole thing, she helped Harold in the plan.
And Irene now knew why she had caught Nola smiling.
These people are full of surprises.
Okay, first thing is accepting the orders.
She pulled the comfy chair closer to the table, grabbed a pen and a notepad.
She unlocked her phone and started accepting the orders with smiles on her face.
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"How's Irene?" Ivory asked hoping into Harold's car excitedly.
Harold hopped in after her.
He had come to pick her up like he promised.
"Irene's at home" Harold said, pecking her forehead.
He helped her pull off her backpack and then ordered the driver to start driving.
"Why didn't she come with you?" Ivory asked .
"Well..she's busy" Harold said.
"Ohh...with Nola?" Ivory asked.
"No, I'm sorry i didn't tell you this earlier, i wanted it to be a surprise though"
"Really?" Ivory smiled.
"Yes princess"
"What is it?" She asked curiously.
"You know the little building in the garden that was once used to store flowers?" Harold asked .
"Yes daddy"
" I furnished it into a fashion designing workshop for Irene" Harold said.
"Wow!!!" Ivory screamed in excitement.
Irene had told her how worried she was after giving out her contact to those ladies with no hope but now her dad just gave her hope!
"Thank you daddy" Ivory smiled happily.
Harold grinned, wondering the type of love that exists between Irene and his daughter.
"She was so happy right?" Ivory asked.
"Yes she was" Harold said.
"She's working already" Harold added.
"Really?" Ivory smiled widely.
"Yeah"
"I can't wait to get home" She grinned happily.
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Irene had went to get the cloth material after accepting the orders.
She jotted down their measurements and started cutting and sewing.
She so much love the sewing machine.
It gave her the perfect stitching.
She sew five dresses already and it just needs to be packaged and delivered.
Yes, she's that fast at sewing.
Though she still have so much more to go but she's up for it.
She smiled while at it.
Sewing again after so long brought so much joy to her.
Nola had brought her coffee while she came to check on her and she had left to prepare lunch.
Irene had offered to help her but she declined, insisting Irene should continue with her work and Irene who has so much to do didn't refused.
This is just like a dream.
Who would have thought she'll be...sewing in her own workshop today!
It's just so unbelievable, she would have argued vehemently if someone had told her that.
She really need to thank Harold over and over again.
He made her life change for better just in few minutes.
Her clients are starting to transfer their bills to her and she knows that's gonna go a long way in her mother's surgery and her brother fees.
She's just so happy right now.
"Irene!!" Ivory called happily rushing into Irene's little workshops.
"Ivory" Irene beamed happily, stopping what she was doing to hug the little girl.
She feels more happy to see ivory.
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Ivory and Irene stepped into the dining room after Irene had dressed her up for the afternoon.
Harold loved the way Irene didn't neglect Ivory, despite how busy she is.
He had told her to continue with her work that he's just gonna take care of ivory but she had refused and rushed to take care of ivory before he could persist.
"Looking good" Harold smiled at his daughter who smiled back.
"Where's Nola?" Ivory asked.
"She went to get the meal" Harold said and ivory nodded.
"So, how's work going?" Harold asked Irene,who had wanted to go help Nola.
"Great, thanks" she smiled, sitting back.
"Thank you so much Harold" Irene added.
"Stop it. You've thanked me more than i can count already" Harold said.
"Harold, Allysia is coming home" Nola said excitedly, walking out of the kitchen.
"With your parents" She added.