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Brayden’s eyelids fluttered open, and a dull, persistent pain shot through his head. The beeping of the hospital monitor and the sterile scent of disinfectant filled the air.

His vision was blurry at first, but as he adjusted, he saw the white ceiling above him, the dim lighting casting long shadows on the walls.

His throat was dry, his body weak, but none of that mattered. A surge of panic coursed through his veins as he tried to sit up.

His heart pounded.

Something was wrong. He couldn’t remember what happened, but a deep fear gripped him.

“Where—” His voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. He swallowed hard, forcing out the words. “Where are they?”

Luca, standing by his bedside, immediately stepped forward, his face unreadable.

“Where is Penelope?” Brayden’s voice grew stronger, urgency pushing him beyond his pain. “Where is Anya?”

Silence stretched for a moment too long. His bodyguards exchanged glances, their faces tense, avoiding his
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  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   103

    Brayden stood at the podium, his face a mask of forced humility as he read the words he never thought he would utter. His voice, steady but filled with barely contained rage, echoed across the room. “I deeply regret the misinformation that has been spread about Haylee Corporation. My previous accusations were completely false, fueled by my own selfish ambition to secure the contract. Haylee Corporation is innocent, and I sincerely apologize to them and the public for any harm caused.”Cameras flashed, reporters whispered among themselves, and the weight of the moment settled on his shoulders like a crushing boulder. But none of it mattered. Not the damage to his reputation. Not the consequences of his words. Only one thing mattered—getting Anya and Penelope back alive.As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped away from the podium. Reporters surged forward, microphones extended, voices overlapping as they shouted questions.“Mr. Giovanni, are you sa

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   102

    Brayden’s fingers trembled around the phone as Desmond’s voice slithered into his ears like a venomous snake. His breath came in ragged bursts, his heart pounding like a war drum.“You should be thanking me, Brayden,” Desmond’s tone was almost amused, a sick enjoyment laced into his words. “You’ve been mourning ashes that don’t even belong to your wife and daughter. The ones I sent off to the afterlife were nothing more than reporters and policemen who thought they had the guts to capture me.”Brayden’s grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white. His jaw clenched, his teeth grinding together with an intensity that made his head pound.“You bastard,” he growled through gritted teeth, his voice dangerously low.Desmond chuckled. “I thought you’d be happy. I mean, after all, your beloved Penelope and little Anya are still alive—for now, at least.”Brayden’s chest ached as he processed the words. The grief, the agony that had threatened to consu

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   101

    Brayden’s eyelids fluttered open, and a dull, persistent pain shot through his head. The beeping of the hospital monitor and the sterile scent of disinfectant filled the air. His vision was blurry at first, but as he adjusted, he saw the white ceiling above him, the dim lighting casting long shadows on the walls.His throat was dry, his body weak, but none of that mattered. A surge of panic coursed through his veins as he tried to sit up. His heart pounded. Something was wrong. He couldn’t remember what happened, but a deep fear gripped him.“Where—” His voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper. He swallowed hard, forcing out the words. “Where are they?”Luca, standing by his bedside, immediately stepped forward, his face unreadable.“Where is Penelope?” Brayden’s voice grew stronger, urgency pushing him beyond his pain. “Where is Anya?”Silence stretched for a moment too long. His bodyguards exchanged glances, their faces tense, avoiding his

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   100

    The atmosphere in the conference room was tense. Reporters, business associates, and company executives filled the large hall, all murmuring amongst themselves as they waited for Brayden Giovanni to address them. The sudden conference call had piqued everyone’s curiosity, especially after rumors started circulating about security breaches within Giovanni Enterprises.Brayden entered the room, his steps firm, his expression unreadable. He adjusted his tie slightly before stepping up to the podium. The whispers died down as soon as he faced them. His sharp blue eyes scanned the crowd before he began.“Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” he started, his voice controlled and authoritative. “I wish I were addressing you under better circumstances, but it seems certain individuals believe they can trespass on my property and steal from me without consequences.”A murmur rippled through the audience. Reporters leaned forward, recording every word.

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   99

    Brayden sat in the back of his car, his fingers tapping absently against his knee as the city lights blurred past the tinted windows. His mind was already several steps ahead, working through his next moves, when his phone buzzed with an emergency alert.His eyes flicked to the screen, and a small smirk curled at the edge of his lips. Someone had tampered with his office lock.Brayden clicked on the notification, bringing up the live security feed. His smirk didn’t last long.The woman standing outside his office, attempting to bypass the security system, was none other than his new personal assistant—Celeste.Brayden’s gaze darkened as he watched her press a series of codes, her fingers moving with careful precision. She wasn’t fumbling. She wasn’t making wild guesses. She knew exactly what she was doing.“Interesting,” he murmured, tilting his head slightly.Celeste failed to crack the security system and quickly stepped back, glancing around before leaving

  • Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny   98

    Brayden walked into his office, his mind preoccupied with the events of the previous night. Darla was still out there, Luca was missing, and now he had to return to work as if nothing was happening behind the scenes. He had spent years building his empire, eliminating threats before they could rise against him, but lately, the snakes had been growing in number, slithering too close.He sat at his desk, exhaling slowly as he pulled out his phone. He had already tried calling Luca three times that morning. Still no response.His new personal assistant, a young woman named Celeste, stepped inside, holding a tablet. “Good morning, sir. I’ve compiled your schedule for the day. Would you like me to read it out for you?”Brayden glanced up, nodding. “Go ahead.”Celeste moved closer, swiping at the screen. “At ten, you have a meeting with the finance team. At eleven-thirty, a contract discussion with potential investors. Lunch has been scheduled at one. And at

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