The Billionaire I Fell In Love With

Irish walked into her room and wondered where Maria was.

She picked her phone on the bed, where Maria had dropped it and then unlocked it..

It displayed the pictures Mariaa had been viewing.

Where was she then?

Ohh.. she might be in her room, probably using the restroom.

Iridh smiled as she sat on her couch.

You’re such a good actor Irish, you gained Morgan’s trust already. Totally.

She never thought it’ll be this easy and fast.

Catherine seems to be the only hard nut now and she knows she’s watching her every move so she can find something suspicious about her and then inform Morgan so he would stop whatever trust he has for her.

She should be very very cautious now so Catherine won’t ruin their plan cause she seems so determined.

She wished Catherine hadn’t walked in when Morgan was about telling her the similar plan Javad and Gladys had helped him carry out successfully.

She can’t ask him again today cause he’ll really wonder why she desperately wants to know and start getting suspicious like Catherine wanted.

There’s still three days to go…

Ahhh… she’s really craving strawberry juice.

“You need to start taking vanilla flavor, strawberry is out of the picture for now” Irish said to her baby.

“Okay mummy” She said to herself in a tiny voice and then laughed.

“Ma’am” Maria called, walking in.

“Mara” Irish turned to her.

“Madam Catherine requested to see me and i went to her, i wanted to inform you before goingbut i thought you might be having an important conversation with Mr Morgan and i wouldn’t have wanted to interrupt ” Maria said.

“Okay.. what did she call you for?” Irish asked curiously.

“Seems she was informed about the juice you ordered me to empty in the sink”

“Damn!” Iish sighed.

“But there’s nothing to worry about, she asked me the reason you ordered me to do such and i said the only thing that came to my mind at that moment..” Maria paused.

“What?” Irish asked anxiously.

“I told her you discovered the juices has passed their expiration date…” Maria said.

“Wow!” Irish sighed, exactly what she had planned to say but Carl had said Catherine would find out.

Geez.

“I know that was a bit petty but that was the only thing i could say at that moment, if i didn’t talk immediately, she would suspect you knew”

“Thank you Mara, you did the right thing. Thank you so much” Irish said.

“And she asked of the empty packs so she could be sure the juices truly expired”

“And what did you tell her?” Irish asked.

“I told her i disposed of them… like i truly did but I’m afraid she might ask her workers to go dig it out and bring it to her”

“Gosh!” Irish sighed.

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“What’s this? What’s going on?” Catherine asked after seeing Mara serve Irish a different meal for lunch.

“I was craving chicken casserole” Irish said.

“And why did Mara serve it to you? Aren’t there cooks to do that?” Catherine asked.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Because she made it” Irish said.

“What! She wasn’t employed as a cook! Why would she make your meals?” Catherine asked wondering what was going on.

First the packs of juice she had poisoned were emptied into the sink, and now Maria made Irish’s lunch and even served her.

“She’s my personal maid, which means i can get her to do anything i want, i discovered she’s a great cook and that’s why I’ll allow her to start making my meals and serving it” Irish said. “Ohh” Catherine nodded, now sure something was indeed going on.

“Maria wasn’t employed as a cook so she’s not allowed to make your meals, we have enough cooks already. This should be the last time you try to make a meal in my kitchen Maria” Catherine said, authoritatively.

“You do not have power over her anymore Catherine, she’s my personal maid now, she’ll do whatever i order her to” Irish said.

“I employed her, and i stand by my words, she’s not allowed to make a meal in my kitchen” “She’s allowed to.. and it’s not your kitchen, you do not own this house” Irish said.”Whatever.. She’s not allowed to”Catherine yelled.

“Enough! This is my house Catherine and Irish has the same right you have here. You allow your personal maids do whatever you want them to do, why don’t you want Irish to do whatever she wants with her personal maid also.” Morgan said and then turned to Maria. “Do whatever Irish wants okay?, she’s your boss” Morgan said and Maria bowed.

“Ohh… really” Catherine said, pushing back her chair.

She got to her feet.

“Trust me Morgan, the lady you trust so much will turn out to be your Achilles heel” She said and stared at Irish menacingly before walking out.

“We found the packs of juice ma’am” One of her bodyguards said and she stopped walking.

“Let me have it” she said and the bodyguard handed it to her.

She checked the expiration date immediately and was almost shocked to see the juice hadn’t expired.

It still had a month to go.

What the hell!

She turned back and headed to the dining room.

Irish and Morgan were already eating when she walked in and that made her even more furious.

Morgan hadn’t even come after her after she left the dining room, he hadn’t cared, he only cared about eating with Irene.

She slammed the empty pack of juice on the dining table furiously, startling Irish and Morgan.

“What’s this Catherine?” Morgan asked.

“I’m not here for you who had turned a dummy overnight! Maria, why did you lie to me about the juice exceeding their expiration date?” Catherine asked and Maria looked at her, stunned andnot knowing what to say.

“She didn’t lie to you, i told her the juices expired and ordered her to empty them” Irish asked, building up all the excuse she can because obviously, Catherine had found the packs of juice and had seen they hadn’t expired.

“Why the hell did you do that? Is there a sort of blindness that makes one sees packs of juice as expired when it still has a month to go?” Catherine asked.

‘Bingo!’

Catherine watched her intensely knowing something was definitely off for Irish to empty the packs of juice and even lied that they had exceed their expiration date.

Could it be that she knows about the poiso..

No! Only one of her bodyguards know it and she could swear he was loyal to her.

“Well.. the juice tasted sour and i believed it was expired, i didn’t even bother checking the expiration date” Irish said.

“You wasted ten packs of juice because one of them tasted sour?” Catherine asked, wondering if the poison had made it taste that way.

Did she put a lot?

Well.. that simply means Irish had taken it!

She had taken out of the juice before emptying it!

Great!

But she’s meant to be taking it continuously, taking just a gulp might not work but it’ll indeed take a toll on her body.