Chapter Seventeen

ALYSSA’S POV.

The day dragged slowly and after a long boring day; it was time to go pick Chelsea from school. I entered the already waiting Bentley and Chris drove straight to the school.

“Nanny Lyssa.” Chelsea squealed as she saw me. She hugged me tightly with a huge smile on her face.

“Hey baby, how are you?”

“I’m fine and you.”

“I’m fine. Let’s go home.” I helped her into the car. I also climbed in. Chris exchange some words and free greeting from Chelsea as he drives home. Throughout her bath, Chelsea kept me busy with her non-stood chatting about her friends and teachers.

“Baby, what do you want for lunch?” I asked, going through the food stuff.

“The same cupcakes, those delicious ones.” She yelled excitedly, and I laughed.

“Sure, let’s get to work.” We got to the kitchen, and it surprised me to see a chef, an actual chef. He was preparing lunch, and I felt bad.

“Good afternoon, sir.” I greeted, and he turned swiftly.

“Oh, hello dear.” He said, and I can hear a