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Oliver

Eloá was sitting on her bed, her swollen face covered in tears, as if she had been crying for a long time, while the lady stood by her side, now looking scared.

"Yes, I'm Oliver Mackenzie," I said sternly. "And who are you?"

"I'm the new nanny, hired by Mrs. Martina to take care of Eloá for tonight”

"Please explain further," I requested, walking towards Eloá and picking her up, wiping her face and feeling slightly calmer.

I imagined that something unexpected must have happened with the two girls who were taking care of my daughter, and that's why Martina hired a nanny to spend the night with Eloá.

Although I was upset that the mother herself couldn't be available to stay with our daughter for just one night, I accepted the reality of the situation.

"I don't have any further information, sir," the lady, who seemed to be around forty years old, spoke.

"Alright then," I said. "I apologize for the way I treated you when I arrived. I simply wasn't aware that your presence was
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