All Chapters of Beneath The Billionaire’s Mask: Chasing The Nanny: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Morning light streamed through the curtains as Penelope gently shook Anya awake.“Sweetheart, it’s time to get up,” Penelope said softly.Anya groaned and buried her face deeper into the pillow. “I don’t wanna go…” she mumbled sleepily.Penelope smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. “I know it’s a new school, and it’s scary, but I promise you’ll love it. And remember… we have cake!”At the mention of cake, Anya peeked out from under the blankets. “The chocolate ones?”“Of course,” Penelope replied with a wink. “Come on, let’s get you dressed before breakfast.She quietly helped Anya get ready for her first day at the new school, gently buttoning up her neatly pressed uniform. Anya sat on the edge of the bed, her small fingers fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.“Inez left your new uniform in the kitchen,” Penelope said softly, fastening Anya’s shoes. “She also helped wrap the cakes I baked earlier this morning, so they’ll be easy to share.”Anya’s eyes lit up at the mention of the

At Liam’s house, the towering bodyguard who had watched Anya so closely earlier walked through the grand hallways with determined steps. He stopped in front of an imposing wooden door and knocked firmly.“Come in,” a deep voice called from inside.The bodyguard entered and found himself in the large, richly furnished study. Behind a massive oak desk sat Liam’s father, Alessandro Moretti, a man known for his power and cunning. His sharp features were set in concentration as he flipped through a thick file, his dark eyes scanning the pages intently.Without looking up, Alessandro asked, “How was the school drop-off today?”The bodyguard straightened his posture. “Everything went smoothly, sir. No issues.”Alessandro finally lifted his gaze, his piercing eyes meeting the bodyguard’s. “Then why do you look like you have something to say?”The bodyguard shifted uncomfortably. “Sir, I saw someone today… a child.”Alessandro’s brows furrowed. “A child?” He leaned forward. “What about the

Darla stood by the black SUV, her sharp eyes scanning the school grounds as students poured out of the building, chatting excitedly. Anya, with her bright smile and bouncing ponytails, walked side by side with Liam, their conversation animated. Darla couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but the way Anya giggled and Liam’s hands moved excitedly told her they were enjoying each other’s company.“Did you bring your toy cars today?” Anya asked curiously, looking up at Liam.Liam grinned proudly and nodded. “Yeah! I brought my red race car, the one that goes super fast! I’ll show you tomorrow during recess!”Anya’s eyes sparkled. “Really? I love race cars! I have a pink one at home, but it doesn’t go too fast.”Liam chuckled. “Maybe we can race one day. I’ll let you borrow one of mine!”Anya beamed. “That would be awesome!”Darla watched them carefully as the two approached the car. Liam’s bodyguards stood nearby, their gazes unwavering. As Anya climbed into the car, Darla’s e

Penelope raced inside her room, her breath coming in short, panicked gasps. She slammed the door shut behind her and leaned against it, pressing a trembling hand to her lips. Her heart pounded wildly against her chest as the memory of Brayden’s kiss replayed in her mind.“He kissed me,” she whispered, her fingers tracing her lips in disbelief. “My boss… kissed me.”She shook her head, trying to convince herself it was all in her imagination. Maybe she was just tired, maybe it was a dream. To test her theory, she pinched her arm—hard.“Ouch!” she yelped, rubbing the spot she had pinched. “No… it’s real,” she mumbled with a deep sigh.Sliding down against the door, she buried her face in her hands. “What is happening?” she muttered. “I shouldn’t have gone there looking like that… what was I thinking?”Her thoughts swirled in a mess of confusion and embarrassment until she suddenly remembered the reason she had left her room in the first place.“I was thirsty,” she mumbled, suddenly

At Brayden’s company, the atmosphere was professional as usual. Employees moved swiftly, carrying out their tasks, while the air buzzed with the low hum of conversations and ringing phones. Inside the large, glass-walled conference room, Brayden sat at the head of the long, polished table, waiting for his guest to arrive. His fingers tapped lightly on the table as he reviewed the documents before him. Luca stood nearby, a tablet in hand, ready to assist when needed.A soft knock on the door interrupted the silence."Come in," Brayden called, his tone neutral.The door opened, and a tall, elegantly dressed woman strutted inside. She wore a fitted Sky-blue business suit, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached. Her dark brown hair was styled in perfect waves, and she carried herself with confidence."Mr. Giovanni," she greeted with a charming smile, extending her hand. "It’s a p