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The Nanny Search Continues

ผู้เขียน: Jade Lane
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**Jonathan**

“No running in the house,” I reminded my sons as they rushed inside to greet Simone. I found Anthony on babysitting duty in the living room, supervising Daisy and Nori as they played.

“Hey, Uncle Ant. Where is Ms. Simone?” Grant asked.

“She’s taking a nap, buddy. How was school today?”

“Horrible!”

“Horrible?” Anthony gasped. “Why do you say that?”

“We had a substitute teacher today, and she was mean!”

“What did she do that was mean?”

“She cut recess short because some of the kids weren’t following playground rules.”

“Sorry, Grant, but that’s a classic example of how a few bad apples can ruin it for everyone else. Maybe next time, your classmates will follow the rules.”

“It’s not fair,” Grant protested.

“Life isn’t fair. What do you want for dinner? I’m ordering.”

“You’re ordering? I thought Ms. Simone was cooking.”

“I’ll be surprised if she wakes up for dinner. How was your day, Case? Did you learn anything?” Anthony asked, moving on to the next child.

He shrugged and pic
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    **Kierra**“Mommy, this is a big house.”“It is, baby,” I agreed as we walked hand-in-hand to the front door of Jonathan Baker’s estate. The house was breathtaking, but it was the yard that captivated my attention. I’d never seen grass so green, and I felt like I was staring at a sea of soft emeralds of Kentucky Bluegrass.I paused once we reached the large, ornate front door, unable to find the courage to announce our presence. My eyes widened when Kiyah lifted on her toes and pressed the doorbell.“Thanks a lot,” I grumbled.“You’re welcome, Mommy!” she exclaimed, not picking up on the slight sarcasm. We didn’t have to wait long until the door was opened by an honest-to-God goddess.“You’re here!” the woman greeted excitedly.“W-we’re here,” I stammered, feeling slightly intimidated by the radiant woman. I nearly squinted when the sun caught the massive rock on her finger.Somebody loves this woman very much.“I’m Simone, and you must be Kierra and Kiyah. Oh, my goodness. She’s so a

  • The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate   Takeout

    **Jonathan**I was assaulted by the smell of garlic, sweet and sour, and fried dumplings upon entering the Chinese eatery. I approached the counter and grinned at the cardboard box of food with my last name scrawled on the side.“I’ll be with you in one moment,” the cashier said as he took an order.“Take your time,” I encouraged, trying to be polite, but in reality, I’d lose it if he didn’t cash me out in the next minute. I’d eaten a bagel for breakfast and a bag of pretzels for lunch. I was famished.“Okay. What would you like? Mhm. Mhm. Mhm. Is that all?” The employee paused to ring up the total. “That’ll be $10.55. Can I get a name for the order? Kierra Houston.” My ears perked up. “Your order will be ready in 15 minutes.” The cashier hung up. “I apologize for the wait. How can I help you?”“I’m here to pick up an order for Jonathan Baker.”“Your total is $105.00 with tip. How will you be paying today?”“Cash, please. This may be a weird request, but can I pay for Mrs. Houston’s m

  • The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate   The Nanny Search Continues

    **Jonathan**“No running in the house,” I reminded my sons as they rushed inside to greet Simone. I found Anthony on babysitting duty in the living room, supervising Daisy and Nori as they played.“Hey, Uncle Ant. Where is Ms. Simone?” Grant asked.“She’s taking a nap, buddy. How was school today?”“Horrible!”“Horrible?” Anthony gasped. “Why do you say that?”“We had a substitute teacher today, and she was mean!”“What did she do that was mean?”“She cut recess short because some of the kids weren’t following playground rules.”“Sorry, Grant, but that’s a classic example of how a few bad apples can ruin it for everyone else. Maybe next time, your classmates will follow the rules.”“It’s not fair,” Grant protested.“Life isn’t fair. What do you want for dinner? I’m ordering.”“You’re ordering? I thought Ms. Simone was cooking.”“I’ll be surprised if she wakes up for dinner. How was your day, Case? Did you learn anything?” Anthony asked, moving on to the next child.He shrugged and pic

  • The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate   Meeting Mr. Baker II

    Kierra“From what I understand, your husband worked for Vance Oil on one of their rigs for six months before his passing. Is that correct?”“That’s correct.”“What was his prior profession?”“He was a mechanic. He loved working on cars and motorcycles.”“And perhaps Kiyah will follow in his footsteps one day,” he commented, watching her draw a car on the yellow legal notepad.“I think Rory wanted a boy for that reason, but he learned quickly that gender didn’t matter. She followed him into the garage as soon as she learned to walk.” I sniffed back the snot that attempted to trickle out of my nose. “Thank you,” I whispered when he handed me some tissue. I blew my nose and wiped before proceeding. “Kiyah can identify most tools in his tool chest. He’d lie on a creeper under the car and ask her to bring him his tools.”“Can she do oil changes yet? I think I’m due for one,” he joked.I snorted. “I think that was one of Rory’s goals. He wanted her to be able to change the oil by the time s

  • The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate   Meeting Mr. Baker

    KierraSixteen lawyers.I’d been turned down by sixteen lawyers, and with my track record, I’d probably be turned down by Lawyer #17 in a few minutes. They all told me it was impossible. They all told me it wasn’t worth it. They all said Vance Oil was too big to take on without a pay guarantee. If you asked me, they were sixteen pussies who didn’t give a damn about a widowed woman getting justice.I’m tired. So…fucking tired. I don’t think I can make it to Lawyer #18. I’m sorry, Rory. I wiped away a tear, waiting for my name to be called to meet with Jonathan Baker, Esquire. The online reviews were glowing, and he came highly recommended, but anyone with the title ‘esquire’ could not be trusted. Was I being judgmental? Yes, but I’ve been burned so many times by these so-called lawyers that I should be laid up in a burn unit. They’re shady con artists, weirdos, and bastards. I doubt my opinion will change.I looked down when I felt something on my leg. Kiyah was driving her toy car do

  • The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate   Another Disappointment

    **Jonathan**Anthony knocked on the front door twice before letting himself in. His cane thudded heavily against the hardwood floors. He walked like a man with a purpose, a man on a mission to collect the three loves of his life—Simone, Nori, and the little one on the way. He paused in front of Simone, who lay sprawled on my living room sofa with her mouth wide open and an arm thrown over her head. Nori lay on top of her, mimicking her mother perfectly.“This is unacceptable, Jonathan,” Anthony said brusquely without taking his eyes off his family.“I know, and—”“I don’t want to hear your excuses, Jonathan. Simone is pregnant and should not be working so hard that she can’t drive a few minutes down the road. At this rate, I’m wondering if she’s still my fiancée or yours. I haven’t had quality time with my family in over a month. When Simone’s not working for you, she’s sleeping, and while I’m thrilled that Nori gets to spend the day socializing with Daisy, my little partner in crime

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