Authoress Berry Julie

Chapter 13

And as Irish trailed behind Gabrielle she couldn’t help but grow so curious.

What could be in that room?

Gabrielle will definitely know because she has been with Ethan for long.
“Gabrielle” Irish called as they stepped into the living room.
“What’s in the room?” She asked.
“I do not know!” Gabrielle replied bluntly.
“Do not go about prying, it may lead to the end of your work here” Gabrielle warned.

“Okay, just curious” Irish said.
“I’ll be up in my room” she added.
“Okay, I’ll be in the kitchen” Gabrielle said.
“Okay” Irish said and they both went their separate ways.

Gabrielle sighed as she walked into the kitchen.
Everyone has always been curious about that room, can’t they just act like it doesn’t exist?.

Well…who wouldn’t be curious? If she did not also know about the incidence,she would have been curious too.

“Rest in peace Carrle”Gabrielle muttered under her breath.

She sat down and shook her head sadly.
Well..Carrle has been gone for years now but her presence still lingers in the house.
She was always in the kitchen with Gabrielle ready to help. Just like Irish does.

Carrle had been Gabrielle’s close friend,they were always in the kitchen and if they were not cooking, they’ll be chatting and laughing at funny things.

She was Ethan’s godmother and he loved her so much.
He even spends more time with her than his parents.
Their bond was unbreakable then, anyone would mistake them for mother and son.
She practically raised Ethan to be hardworking and independent, she always told Ethan not to depend on his father’s wealth but work hard for his, Unlike his younger brother Morgan, who hated Carrle so much, and had always depended on his father’s health and couldn’t wait for the property to be shared immediately their father’s Death. Ethan had shocked him to bones when he said he could have all the property to himself.

Carrle made sure he didn’t grow up as a spoilt brat.
Ethan is the first child of his billionaire parents and they were ready to spoil him and his brother but Carrle prevented that.

Carrle had also wanted to raise Morgan the same way she raised Ethan, but Morgan have bluntly told her he hated her.

Gabrielle could boldly say Ethan holds his success to Carrle and God.

He was so broken when she died.
She was poisoned right in this house and till date, the culprit have not been apprehended. Detectives tried all they could but they couldn’t fish out the person, investigation went on for years until they finally washed their hands off the case.

They didn’t want to suspect Morgan to be responsible because he doesn’t live with them and there was no one he could find his way into the house without being noticed.

Despite Morgan calling Ethan his enemy and had warned him not to take him as a brother, Ethan had deeply loved his younger brother. Reason for the suddenly hatred was something no one knows.

Carrle died on the same day Arin came into the world and Ethan was more sad than happy.

But he believed that she came back to him through Arin and he had wanted to name Arin ‘ Carrle but Catherine had refused.
Even with the love he had for Carrle,he still respected his wife’s decision.

But he made sure the name ‘Carrle’ was among Arin’s names.

Even after Carrle’s death, Ethan still go to her room.
But suddenly he stopped! and warned everyone not to ever step their feet into the room.
No one knew what happened.

Most people were so curious and they tried finding out what’s going on,they tried violating his orders and he had them sacked.
Others learned from it and no one dared go near the room afterwards.

From Carrle’s death to Ethan’s sudden warning … everything sounds so mysterious…

“Carrle” Gabrielle sniffed and she realised she had been crying.

She loves staying in the kitchen cause that’s where she shared most memories with Carrle.

Gabrielle dabbed her tears with her apron and then placed her head on the table feeling so sad.



Irish laid on her back staring at her ceiling, completely lost in thought.

“All i know is it’s a sacred room and Ethan hates anyone going there, he’ll sack you immediately he finds you prying. ” Gabrielle ‘s words echoed in her ears.


“What happened in the room?
Whose room is that? ” Irish wondered.

C’mon Irish.
It’s none of your business.

But her curiosity wouldn’t let go of her.
“Remember curiosity killed the cat” her subconsciousness told her.
Why can’t she just act like the room is not there like Gabrielle had said.

But why would Ethan restrict anyone from going into that room?
Something is definitely up.

“Let it go Irish, everyone has their little secret. Even you!” Her mind screamed at her.
“Okay okay” She rolled her eyes.

She picked her phone and placed a call across her Mum.
She needs to divert her thoughts.

Arusha would have gone to school and her Mum might be making new designs for some models.

Irish” Her mum’s voice broke into her thoughts.

Mum, how are you?” Irish xsmiled.

I’m fine Irish and you?

I’m good mum. I hope Arusha left you some food before leaving.

“Of course he did, he even made us lunch in advance. My son is so caring and responsible you know” Mrs Helen giggled and Irish laughed.

“How’s Daddy’s health? Hope he’s getting better?” Irish said.

Yes he is. We all miss you”

“Me too mum,I’m guessing you’ll be so bored,” Irish said sadly.

“Not really, i listen to some music while i make new model wears for our old clients, and Arusha is always here to keep my Company. Wait it’s been five years and some months since you moved to California,why are you suddenly acting like you left home yesterday or so?”

“C’mon mum! I’m just worried, I mean I speak to you almost everyday when I was not working here yet. I don’t feel like I’m away from home expect when I think about Dad. But since I started working here,I’ve felt like I just left home. Tell me did Arusha bring anyone home yesterday?”

“No” Mrs Helen lied.
“You sure mum?

“Of course Irish” Mrs Helen said.
Arusha had begged her not to tell Irish and she wasn’t even gonna tell her in the first place.

She know Irish always quarrel with Arusha over the girls he brings home,even when he was away from home the both siblings will still act like they’re together.

I hope you’re enjoying your work place?” Her mother asked.

“Totally Mum, it feels so great and everyone is so nice to me.

“I’m so happy to hear that. I’ll call you back Irish. My favorite TV programme is about to start.
” Ohh…Okay Mum. Bye.”

Her conversation with her Mum took her mind off the room she was thinking about.

She yawned and considered taking a nap.



“What desert are we having?” Irish asked Gabrielle.
They were both preparing lunch in the kitchen.
“Salad and cherry cobbler” Gabrielle said.
“okay” Irish said and started bringing out the things needed for it.

Gabrielle stirred the boiling soup on the fire and then closed it back.

Irish sniffed the aroma and smiled.
“You really are a great cook” She said to Gabrielle
“You’re one too Irish, we’re gonna exchange ideas once we’re done making lunch” Gabrielle said and Irish nodded.

She loved cooking.
She had so many recipes in her head, her mother was indeed a great cook and Irish inherited that from her.

“I should allow you to make the meals but Ethan doesn’t allow anyone else make his meal but me” Gabrielle said.
“I understand,he’s someone who need to have a cook he really trusts.” Irish said.
“Yes, there are so many maids in the house but i don’t even allow them join me in the kitchen. No one is to be trusted” Gabriellesaid.

She had stopped trusting the workers after Carrle was poisoned.
She knew it was one of them. Definitely one of them working with Morgan but there was no proof and knowing the person who had killed Carrle is still in house, terrifies her.

“Anything wrong?” Irish asked Gabrielle
“No, just thinking about what to make for dinner” Gabrielle said.
“Ohh…if it’s that, there’s a meal i have in mind” Irish smiled.
“Really? Which meal is that?” Gabrielle asked.
“Spiky pickle relish” Irish said and Gabrielle eyes widened.
“Wow! I’ve been watching videos on that meal and I’ve never gotten it”
“I’ll be glad to teach you” Irish said.
“And I’ll be glad to learn” Gabrielle smiled glad that her lie had turned out well.

She’s gonna learn something!
Some lies do turn out good though.

But it’s definitely not good to lie.



Irish selected Arin’s house wear while Arin showered.

She’s back from school and she had been so happy to announce to them that she got the highest score in her test.
She boasted to Irish that she had always scored the highest and will make sure it remains that way till she graduated.

Arin is such an intelligent kid,she’s a child any parents would pray to have.

Irish settled for a black leggings and blue tank top, she shut the wardrobe close after picking out Arin’s undies.
She turned to the shoe rack and selected a pair of blue slippers which has white designs on it.

She dropped the clothes on the bed and the slippers slowly to the floor.
She then opened Arin’s drawer and picked her body oil.

“Arin are you okay?” She asked after waiting for almost thirty minutes.
“Yes i am. Someone touched me without washing his hands, i have to scrub his filthy hands off my body” Arin responded from the bathroom.

Irish sighed.

“Who touched you?” She asked..
“A classmate and he always look so unkempt ” Arin breathed out angrily.
“Ohh..but i think you’ve scrubbed his touch off your body enough. You’ve spent close to an hour there” Irish said.
“I’ll be done soon” Arin said and she was out of the bathroom five minutes later.

“What!” Irish exclaimed seeing Arin’s skin had gone pink from scrubbing.
“What?” Arin asked, pouting.
“Arin, do you hate people touching you that much?” Irish asked.
“Yes, without washing their hands!”
“You shouldn’t injure yourself cause someone touched you, look at your skin. So pinkish. Does it hurt?” Irish asked worriedly.
“No, but they know I’m allergic to people touching me without washing their hands. They did that just to get on my nerves, they were so jealous i had the highest score again” Arin rolled her eyes, drying her body.

“Really?” Irish asked.
“Yes, they’re all dumbass!”
“Does that means you have no friend?”
“I have few friends who understands my personality but the rest do claim I’m proud” Arin said.
“Are you?” Irish teased.
“Of course I’m not. I talk to whoever talks to me, i accept anyone who wants to be my friend,i play with whoever wants to play with me and i never objected to anyone touching me as long as you wash your hands. Does that make me proud?” Arin asked.

“, it doesn’t. Everyone actually have something they’re allergic to. If they like you,they should respect you and have no problem with that but y’all are still kids. You’ll understand yourselves better when you’re matured” Irish said.

“I’m gonna tell them that when i get to school tomorrow” Arin said.
“Fine, let’s get you dressed and go have lunch” Irish said.
“I love the wears you picked for me” Arin grinned.

She’s glad her nanny has a great fashion sense.

“Why do you allow me dress you up even after stating i should not, in your rules?” Irish asked.
“I own my rules, don’t i?” Arin asked.
“Of course you do” Irish said.


Gabrielle, Irish and Arin ate their lunch quietly in the dining room.

Ethan is not back yet.

Irish missed his presence.
Since she resumed, this will be the first time, he’ll be absent from the dining room.
But it seems Arin and Gabrielle are used to it already.

They ate their desert after their meal.



Irish made sure Arin rook some fruits before taking her nap.

She prepared the one she’ll be taking after nap and then walked out of the kitchen.
Gabrielle was taking her nap too.

Irish walked towards the door to go spend some time with Alex and Carl.
She needed to ask them about that room too.
It’s really bothering her.

She opened the door and stepped out.

She’s glad she met them seated in the compound.
Looks like they were enjoying the cool breeze after lunch .

“Hey guys” she called.
“Hi, you’re here”Alex said while Carl smiled.
“Sit” Carl pointed to the chair beside him.
“Thank you” Irish said, sitting.

“You finally came to spend some time with us” Carl said.
“Yeah, Arin and Gabrielle are having their nap”
“I hope you both enjoyed your lunch?” Irish asked.
“Of course it was great” Alex said.
“Dinner will be more great” Irish said.

“I’m still surprised Gabrielle allowed you to assist her in cooking, she doesn’t allow anyone” Carl said.
“I think that’s because of Mr Ethan” Irish said.
“No , Mr Ethan had pleaded with her severally to allow one of the maids help her in the kitchen but she had always refused” Carl said.
“Really?” Irish asked.
“Yes and she allowed you just a day after you resumed. She must really like you”Alex said.

“I’m glad she does. I want to ask you guys a question though” Irish said.
“Go ahead” They both said and Irish hesitated.
She sighed before finally speaking up.
“There’s a room in this house that everyone is restricted to. Why is that? Whose room is it?” Irish asked.
“, that sacred room?” Alex asked.

“Well,we were also told we are restricted to that room when we resumed .

But i heard from other workers that the room belonged to Ethan’s godmother’s. She was poisoned to death”Carl said.
“What!” Irish screamed.


Irish was unsettled as she read to Arin in her library.
She was a bit scared over what Carl told her.
She should have just kept shut and tame her curiosity.
Now she had to deal with knowing someone was poisoned to death in this house and the culprit is not apprehended yet, probably still lurking in the house. Was that what Gabrielle meant when said about poison scene the first day she came here?

“Irish!” Arin called putting an end to her thought.
“You just skipped a line” Arin said.
“I’m so sorry” she pleaded and quickly pushed away the thought distracting her.



Irish taught Gabrielle how to make spicy pickle relish and Gabrielle was so glad she finally got it.

They had it for dinner and Irish was secretly glad Ethan was present.
He had obviously enjoyed the meal as the rest of the workers did.

Arin finished eating and said goodnight to everyone.

Irish also stood up, knowing she have to read Arin some bedtime stories.
Irish walked to her room and headed straight to the bathroom.
She brushed her teeth and took her night bath, she got into her nightwear before walking into Arin’s room to read her bedtime stories.
Arin had included it in her rules that she doesn’t like the smell of food on her nanny before putting her to bed.

“Hey Arin” Irish said.
“Hi, been expecting you” Arin said.
She was laying on her bed, changed into her nightwear, obviously waiting for Irish.
“Sorry i took long” Irish said, sitting on the couch right beside Arin’s bed.

“Once upon a time…..” She started.


“The princess was turned into a mouse by the wizard…” Irish was narrating the third bedtime story when she noticed Arin had fallen asleep.
She stood up, she was starting to feel sleepy too.

She covered Arin properly with her blanket,switched off the lights and then entered her room through the adjoining door.
She laid on her bed and closed her eyes immediately.



Irish felt taps on her shoulder from her sleep.
The taps grew more fierce and she had to open her eyes.

“Arin” she called seeing the little girl in her room.
She rubbed her face with her palm and could see how worried Arin looked.
“What’s wrong?” She asked sitting up on the bed.

“Something…is in m..y room” Arin said and the hairs at the back of Irish’s neck stood.
“Wh..what is in your room?” She asked,her heart beating fast.
“A ghost.” Arin bursted out in tears.
Irish suddenly remembered what Carl had told her.

Her body shook in fear and she screamed hugging Arin very close to her.

Then she heard Dolly barked continously in Arin’s room.
She had seen the ghost too!


I’m actually laughing 😂
Carrle’s , ghost 😱😱😱


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