Novel & Cerita Nanny Plum

“This is the only piece of clean information she gave us. We need a nanny for Tifania. A live-in one. Urgently. I snorted, leaning back against the sleek marble countertop of the kitchen. "A live-in nanny? You want to bring some stranger into the Sky Tower? Jule, we have enough secrets tucked away in the Blackwell Vault as it is. We barely tolerate Amanda Quispe knowing the password to the wine cellar. A live-in nanny is a security threat, a walking liability, and probably an endless distraction.

"That is hogwash! Yvonne is of noble stock, but you are not! Your blood is filthy! You think a peasant like you deserves Mr. Solomon?" Yvonne was gloating. "She's right. I got the firm a deal worth 4.5 million dollars in a month. A nanny's spawn can never get that kind of achievement. I have a PhD in law from Bullings University." Yeah, identity theft. They did it through and through. "Yeah. Know your place, nanny! Stay away from your master!" "Yvonne, you can't let her stay! God knows what she might do! She's already trying to steal your identity!"

Serena stormed into the living room like a hurricane in designer heels, her eyes blazing as she locked onto Damien. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” she hissed, waving her phone in the air. “These headlines are everywhere. ‘Damien Ross’s New Nanny Plays House with Billionaire and Baby.’ Are you trying to humiliate me?” Aunt Clara stepped out of Amy’s suite, positioning herself like a shield between Amy and the unfolding chaos. Theo, sensing the raised voices, started fussing in his high chair.

’’ I called back. Nana is a small lady, a bit smaller than Abby, at 5'2’. She has brunette hair with the brightest green eyes. She is what you would call innocently pretty. ‘’Good morning, my lady.’’ She greeted me with a grin. Did I forget to mention that she was a cherry, bubbly woman? ‘’Good morning, Nana,’’ I replied. She wheeled in a cart. ‘’Do you need help with that?’’ I called.

Seeing everyone's unanimous response, Beta Henry reluctantly nodded and said, "So be it, everyone, let's go." Inside Luna Sandra's heart, she was seething with frustration. She quickly exchanged a glance with Nanny Jane beside her, instructing her to take a step ahead and immediately investigate what was under the plum tree. They had to deal with the unexpected appearance of the body before everyone arrived. However, as Nanny Jane approached the door, she found that everyone was already rushing outside. At that moment, she was detained at the doorway, unable to exit.

I said simply, “And as for my plans, I already have everything mapped out. Results will come in soon” “Yeah, but has he contacted you?” Nanny probed, her usual sass coming back as she took the position beside me, in front of the living room’s large windows. I looked at her, making sure my eyes bored into hers as I leaned down to her height. “Don’t worry Nanny, Hudson will choose me on a day very important to Charlotte. You just wait and see”

Yuck even I feel creepy whenever I think about it. My nana, my beautiful nana. Her name is Jasmine but I call her Nana. She was 19 when she came to my parents' house. My mother always taunted her unnecessarily because she was young, beautiful, and single. but Nana never left the GREY mansion because of me. She told me that she fell in love at first with me. My black orbs pulled her towards me. I smile at her words. I entered my castle. "GOLDEN SUNSHINE Castle"

Simon said, rolling his eyes. “I'm so sorry guys, I have to be at the mansion soon”. —-------------- I walked into the hall in the mansion dragging my suitcase along. There was nobody in sight. I could hear light singing from the kitchen, so I left my luggage in the hall and carefully made my way into the kitchen. “Hello?” An older woman turned, startled at the sound of my voice. “Hi, I'm Victoria the new nanny”. I stretched my hand out for a handshake. The old lady looked at me for a while before her lips stretched out into a wide smile and she enveloped me in a warm hug.

And I sure as hell didn’t want her to hear me talking about her breasts. Or the fact that I had been leering at them. She would think I was a pervert and run away. “Are you fucking kidding me?” Camille hissed. “You ARE fucking the nanny!” “No, I’m not! Eileen isn’t like that. She is sweet and smart, and she'd never just have a fling with someone.” Camille rolled her eyes. “Well, there has to be something wrong with her. She is letting someone else’s baby ruin her body. Does she love money that much?”

His deep voice boomed across the passageway. "No," Cynthia shook her head. "it's about the woman you hired as a nanny." My eyes perked up, Malachi raised his brow then softened his gaze as he turned and crouched before to Lila. "Piccolina, do you mind stepping into your room for a moment?" "Of course daddy!" She squealed then ran past us to her room. Malachi rose up, regarding Cynthia with that his hard stare. "I believe this woman is unfit and unstable to look after your daughter." I gasped at her words, my eyes widened but she just continued. "because I do not know why a nanny would drop a four year old on a counter table bigger than her."