로그인MS. WHITE'S POV●●●●The tyres had barely rolled past the school gate when Jerry and Ella started their mini quarrel again. “You truly deserved that grade!” He said to her bluntly.Ella on the other hand, twisted towards him, her face tightening into an ugly scowl, “Don't talk to me like that, Jerry.”“Not until you stop acting like you didn't bring this upon yourself in the first place.” He responded, not even flinching.I kept my eyes on the road, my grip tightening on the steering wheel and my knuckles paling as they threw words at each other inside the car, not having even the slightest regard for me. “You think you're so smart? Just because you like books doesn't mean you're anyway better than me.” Ella snapped at him once more.“Jealous, huh?” Jerry laughed dryly.“You're just so annoying. You shouldn't have been my brother in the first place.” She sounded so pained.“If I'm so annoying like you've just stated, then you're lazy.” He countered with hesitation.“Take that bac
MS. WHITE'S POV●●●●I parked neatly inside the school compound, turning to face them who were still at the backseat. “Stay here!” I instructed. “The both of you. You hear me, huh?” Jerry nodded reluctantly while Ella on the other hand, sighed but complied. As soon as I got out of the car, I spotted Ella's mistress standing near the administrative block, speaking to another mistress like herself. However, the moment her eyes landed on me, her expression changed, so she quickly dismissed the other mistress with a polite nod. “Ms. White?!!!” She greeted, forcing a small smile. “Good day!” I responded coolly. “Please come with me.” She gestured toward her office. I walked behind her, my heels clicking sharply on the tiled floor. And behind us through the glass, I could see Jerry pacing the compound while Ella sat on a bench, swinging her legs. I could vividly remember asking them to stick their butts in the car, but I guess they chose to be this disobedient on their own…The mi
MS. WHITE'S POV●●●●I stood at the front of the staircase for a long moment, my fingers tightening around the car keys in my palm.“Jerry?!!! Ella?!!!” I called out, my heels clicking softly against the marble floor as I took a step forward. “Go upstairs! Pack your bags. We're leaving.” I continued.Ella appeared first, coming down the stairs with a tablet in her hold. “Okay, mom!” She simply said. Jerry followed seconds later, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. “Leaving?” He asked. “Like…leaving for good?” “Yes!” I swallowed hard. “For now.” “But Dad…” “Jerry!” I cut him off by uttering his name once more. “Go grab your stuff, we're leaving.” “No!” He shook his head immediately. “You can't seriously do this. You and dad can still sort things out. He's truly sorry. I heard him begging, so why won't you forgive?” Behind him, the nanny stood frozen near the hallway, her hands clasped in front of her apron, and eyes glossy with unshed tears. “Jerry! This isn't somethin
ELLA'S POV●●●●The smell of chicken Alfredo pasta filled the dining room. I sat at the table, twirling my fork in my plate slowly through the pasta before bringing it to my mouth to savor. Jerry stood near the wall with the nanny, his shoulders slumped in a way I had never seen before. While I chewed slowly, I watched him from the corner of my eye, the fork in my hold clinking on my plate.“Eat your food before it gets cold.” The nanny said gently, her voice trying too hard to sound normal. “But I'm eating as you can see.” I responded immediately. She nodded, Jerry bowing his head with his hands clenched into fists by his sides. “She's really leaving, isn't she?” He asked suddenly, my fork dropping back in my plate. I looked up at him fully this time, meeting his eyes, “She didn't say that. And just so you know adults say a lot of things when they're angry.” I said quickly, even though we both knew the truth.“She packed her bags, Ella.” Jerry scoffed softly.The nanny shifte
PRISCILLA'S POV●●●●The school bus pulled to a stop in front of the apartment building, me tightening my grip on the straps of my backpack as the door creaked open. Kids rushed past me in noisy excitement, laughing, pushing each other, calling out names and doing whatever, while I moved slower, stepping down carefully like I always did.The sun was already leaning toward evening. Whereas, my stomach growled the moment my feet touched the ground. “Mom should be home by now.” I murmured to myself as I walked toward the building, my school shoes scuffing lightly against the pavement. When I reached the door, I opened it with my spare key, stepping in quietly with my backpack and lunchbox. However, the apartment seemed too quiet. There was no sound of pots clanging or the smell of food. “Mom?” I called softly, letting the door shut behind me. There was no response from her, my shoulder dropping slightly as my stomach growled once more. I'm starving…I kicked off my shoes near the
MIMIE'S NANNY POV●●●●An unexpected call came early in the morning, telling me a family had just arrived from New York and needed nursing immediately without delay or excuses.By noon, I was standing at the gates of a mansion so large I had to lift my head just to see the roof. Georgia's sun was warm, me continuing to walk till I saw him, Mr. Freddie. He stood on the wide steps with a baby cradled against his chest, his arm being protective while he fixed his gaze on the baby's tiny face. “This is Mimie!” He said, adjusting his hold on her slightly.I nodded immediately, and from that moment, my role began. “She's pretty!” I smiled, collecting the baby from him to hold.●●●●Documents were signed in the study room, papers spread across a long wooden table, travel files and folders marked with names I didn't recognize. I watched him sort through them with steady hands, pausing only when Mimie stirred. He was preparing for a search which was clear, and though he did not explain it







