The Billionaire I Fell In Love With

Irish sat in her room with her laptop on her laps.

She was accepting new orders and jotting all she needs to buy.

She’s so happy more orders are coming in.

Her sales is increasing and her fashion store is starting to get more publicity.

She’s gonna launch a new wear soon and she’ll make sure it’s eye catching.

She had told Ethan about it already and he’s also excited.

It’s 11am already.

She smiled as new messages popped in on her page.

More orders were coming in, and some were sending feedbacks for the dresses she had delivered, they loved it.

They always love her wears, no one has seem to complain since she started, she alwaysmake sure she does everything accurately, get the best fabrics and she doesn’t go overboard with her prices.

People loved her for it.

“Come in” Irish said, after hearing a knock on her door.

She didn’t raise up her head, she thought it was one of her bodyguards.

“Hey” She heard the steel voice of Mrs Harlow and her head flew up.

“Hi ma, do you want anything?” She asked, dropping her laptop.

She got to her feet nervously, wondering what the woman wants.

Mrs Harlow looked round the room, she was impressed by Irish’s neatness and sense of arrangement, nothing was out of place.

“Have your seat ma” Irish said, clearing her laptop from the bed.

She smoothened the bedspread.

Mrs Harlow swinged out the dressing chair, and sat down.

Irish swallowed and gently dropped her laptop back on the bed.

“My son said he loves you” Mrs Harlow said, looking less concerned.

“Uhh.. yes, and… i.. lo… you don’t have to be worried about that ma, I’m not going to be in a relationship with Ethan…”

“Why?” Mrs Harlow asked.

“Huh?” Irish looked surprised.

“Answer my question” Mrs Harlow maintained her cold voice.

“Well… we’ve both agreed to keep being friends, i won’t want to taint his reputation” Irish said and Mrs Harlow’s eyes narrowed at her words.

“Seems she’s truly different like Ethan had said.” Mrs Harlow thought.

Most ladies wouldn’t have cared about Ethan’s reputation. Irish’s selfless and Mrs Harlow is glad that Irish respected the fact that her son’s reputation might be blemished.

She doesn’t look like a gold digger like Jessy always say.

“Well… I’m not here for that” Mrs Harlow said.

“You want something ma’am? ” Irish asked.

“My husband is coming here next week Tuesday” Mrs Harlow smiled and Irish almost smiled too.

There was so much love in her eyes when she mentioned her husband, she looked like a sixteen year old girl, going on her first date.

“That’s nice” Irish said, not knowing what else to say.

She wondered why Mrs Harlow told her that?

“And i want you to make a beautiful dress for me” Mrs Harlow said and Irish was stunned. She stared at Mrs Harlow like she was joking.

“I only picked few dresses when we left Paris and all of them are not suitable enough to welcome my husband”

“Ohh” Irish said reasonably.

“Though i use more expensive and exotic fashion designers but I’m gonna give you the jobcause this came on a short notice” Mrs Harlow said, she had actually visited Irish’s page earlier and was deeply impressed with what she saw.

The feedbacks from her customers were amazing, Irish makes perfect dresses and she wants one too.

Though she has suitable dresses to welcome her husband but she wants one from Irish, shewants to examine her handwork closely and if she’s impressed, she’ll make her her personalfashion designer and Mrs Harlow’s personal designer gets paid monthly, aside from the money she pays whenever she orders a dress.

“Okay ma’am, do you want me to show you the pictures of some beautiful dresses i made or do you have any one in mind?” Irish asked, sounding professional.

“I have a picture” Mrs Harlow brought out her phone and showed Irish the dress.

Irish panicked a bit, seeing it was from Ana’s fashion store..

Mrs Harlow can just order it and it’ll get delivered by tomorrow.

“Why don’t you want to order it from Ana fashion store? Ma’am” Irish asked.

“And who are you to tell me where to order my dress from? Sitting here with you must be giving you the audacity to suggest things to me” Mrs Harlow said in an almost harsh voice.

“I’m sorry Mrs Harlow” Irish said.

“Or.. you can’t make it? Is it too difficult for you to make ? I guess it’s more than you can handle. I’ll leave then” Mrs Harlow said, making a move to stand up but Irish quickly stopped her. “No! It’s actually a very simple dress to make. I’ll finish it in hours once i get the fabrics for it” Irish said, studying the dress.

It’s a pale fishtail Italian dress with a halter neck, it was gathered by the waist, the back was a bit open and crystals graced the edge of the dress, it’s a simple dress and yet with a touch of splendour.

The fabrics looked costly and the crystals too.

“Okay so, what’s your price?” Mrs Harlow asked.All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Huh?” Irish asked, she hadn’t been prepared for that question.

“Your price?”

“I.. I’ll get back to you ma” She answered.

“Do that fast cause i want the dress ready by Sunday, i need to buy matching shoes” Mrs Harlow said, getting on her feet.

“Thanks for patronizing ma’am” Irish said.

“I wouldn’t have if it hadn’t been on short notice, i have my own personal designer. And get back to me fast on the price” Mrs Harlow said before walking out of the door.

Irish sighed..

She can’t possibly give her a huge price, can she?

Of course no.

Well.. today is Thursday, she has enough days to make the dress ready she’ll make sure it’s ready before Sunday.

It’s not really a hard dress to make.

And this might be her chance to prove to Mrs Harlow that her talent is far bigger than her cute small workshop.

She had checked Mrs Harlow’s posts on Instagram even before she came here and she must say her designer is doing a great job but she knows she’s gonna do a better job.

She’s glad the lessons she took from her Mother about fashion did not go in vain.

“I hope you’re fine?” Carl sked as he walked in.

Irish laughed “She didn’t kill me, I’m fine”

She wanted to tell him that Mrs Harlow ordered a dress but Ethan is the first person she’s gonna inform.