Novel & Cerita The Nanny Affair

Bella smiled as she looked down at the child’s soft, sleeping face, feeling as if she had just hit the jackpot. ******* (RODRIGUEZ MANSION) The nanny knelt on the floor, shivering. “Where is the baby I gave you to take care of?” he asked, calm and unbothered. “Sir… I… I’m sorry. I… I forgot…” she stammered. He narrowed his eyes, his calmness making it worse. “You forgot a child? Are you mad? Do you realize what would happen if the press found out I lost my daughter in the most ridiculous way possible?”

he says. I hadn't questioned him, there was nothing to say. He makes enough money to cover up his expenses, but I had heard the men teasing him once that he kept putting his foot in his mouth by fucking his nanny. It happens his nanny is a twenty-one-year-old girl from South Carolina. He's got a big crush on her too. 'Huffs!' As long as he doesn't fuck me up and does a good job digging dirt on my enemies, I have no problems with him.

God is really good for returning my nanny to me. “Nanny!” I shouted because of the excitement to see her again. After she watered the plants, I saw her fixing the garbage, knowing she would bring it outside. That is why I ran to her like a kid. I tried to call her again, but she couldn’t hear me, maybe because of the loud music playing in the whole house. I followed her. I am so excited to hug her because I miss her so much, and I am glad she is back. I followed her outside the gate, and she still didn’t know that I was following her because if she knew, she would probably stop what she was doing just to hug and greet me “good morning” That is how sweet she is. I was standing at the gate wat

But that doesn’t mean that it was right…that it was healthy. I contemplated requesting for a meeting from him to talk about it, and the nightmare, but I frow Ed wondering if he’d even appreciate my opinion or maybe he’d just throw it in my face that I wasn’t her mother, to suggest such things. And that I was overstepping my bounds. But then again, I was her nanny and I was supposed to be watching out for her. If I noticed something wasn’t healthy for her, them I was in the position to point that out, wasn’t I?

“You want me to bug a mafia don’s house by babysitting?” “We want you to be his most trusted employee. The nanny has access to the entire household. The private study, the dinner table, the pillow talk if he’s stupid enough to have anyone over.” Carter’s gaze was flat. “Your mission is to embed, observe, and relay any financial ledgers, meeting details, or chain of command you can find. The ultimate goal is the location of the offshore accounts. We collapse the money, we collapse the family.” I traced the photo of little Luca. He had a smudge of what looked like chocolate on his cheek. “And the children?”

The nanny, who had been attending to Nathan before the incident. "He fell down while playing, alpha lady," the nanny answered fearfully, her uniform impeccably pressed, displaying the family's high standard of living. "What the hell were you doing when this happened?" Jennifer snapped, her fingers adorned with expensive jewelry, and the woman looked down in shame, her voice barely audible amidst the room's heavy atmosphere. "Mommy, I went to go to mommy. Take me to mommy," Nathan whimpered in his mother's arms, his small fingers clutching at her elegant silk blouse. Jennifer's distress was evident in her carefully chosen designer outfit.

I left the sealed research institute to attend my daughter's graduation, only to stumble upon a scene that froze my blood—my husband's nanny humiliating my daughter in front of everyone. She sneered and declared, "Austin Grant rules over Bexley City." I smiled. "Well, I think that's about to change." … What I couldn't understand was how, during all the years I'd been gone, Austin could let something like this happen. How could he allow a mere nanny to bully my precious daughter?

" She was demanding a hefty amount, or she would expose the affair to the media and ruin my grandfather's reputation. " " The problem was, even after she was given the money, she kept on showing up, asking for more, taunting my grandmother, over and over. " " It was like a never-ending cycle, torturous, draining all of them. Well, my grandmother wasn't a pushover either. It was bad enough that the woman had betrayed her, and slept with her husband. She even had the guts to keep on threatening them." " Well, the specifications aren't known but the nanny got into a fight with someone and ended up in prison. Later, a fire broke out in the prison and she was among the unlucky ones "

Rose smiled and Sylvia released a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Nice to meet you" Sylvia smiled back. "Okay, so who is she? Is she your girlfriend!" Rose faced Damien with furrowed brows and Sylvia waited anxiously for his answer. "Err.. she is.." Damien stuttered not knowing what to say. "It seems so" Kathy spoke up and Sylvia and Damien faced her. "What?" She shrugged. "Don't mind her, I am their nanny" Sylvia said. "What! A nanny, how many days have you been here?" Rose asked.

"You'd better stop this, or I'll fire you and kick you out of my house!" That answered everyone's questions. Whispers started to spread. "Ah, no wonder they share a home. Her mother's his nanny." "She seems decent enough, but she's a gold digger. I can't believe she's claiming Mr. Solomon committed bigamy." "You know women like her. They can do anything for status. If you want them to kill their parents for it, they would do it." I heard everything, and I gave Yvonne a smirk. Her smile was freezing up faster than hot water turning into ice at near absolute zero temperature.