The Nanny Affair Novels & Stories

The sentence sat between them without decoration. Casey’s knee bounced once under the table; Cameron’s hand darted out to steady it, not with annoyance but with practiced familiarity. “We found cracks in the story about five years ago,” Adrian said. “The nanny changed her name twice. She ran with people who had reasons to disappear. Some were paid to forget. Some were paid to remember wrong.”

Lilian James* Speaking about my life it's a mess. I was 2 year old when my mother died. I grew up with my father in a luxurious home. My dad was the mayor of our city. Then people knew him as a honest mayor. My dad employed a nanny and If you guys are wondering about the Nanny, she was the one who used to look after an orphanage which seize to exist a year ago and let me tell you guys she is amazing. She has gotten old but still she believes that she is young and has more energy than me. She treats me like her own daughter and aside my dad, Anupriya was the only family I have. I love her. My dad had asked for my opinion about changing my nanny so many times but I didn't want anyone else. I w

And, for the briefest moment, a flicker of gratitude that Desmond had been there, watching, questioning, protecting us all. I turned slowly to the nanny, who was finishing stuffing her last few items into the suitcase, her hands trembling so violently she almost dropped the bag. I didn’t even know if I had the strength to speak, but the words tumbled out anyway. “You… you were sent here to spy on us.” Her eyes filled with tears. “I… I didn’t mean… I’m sorry! I—” “You were willing to risk everything,” I cut her off, my voice low but sharp, “for ten thousand dollars?”

The nanny Gabriel had hired to watch over Adrian was nowhere to be found. My newborn baby's body had turned bluish from the cold, and his cries were hoarse and weak. Anxious, I hurried down the corridor to find the doctor on duty, but unexpectedly overheard the nanny whispering with the night-shift nurses. "Genes don't lie. Look at that little bastard's mole at the corner of his eye. It's exactly the same as Robert Green, Mr. Donovan's driver!" "Mr. Donovan even gave her an astonishing amount of alimony. In my opinion, a woman like that deserves to be kicked out with nothing, and the baby should be dumped in an orphanage."

“Where’s Miss Elena?” Mr. Hughston didn’t respond as he stared ahead instead. “Dad?” Nathaniel called again, louder this time. “She’s fired,” Mr. Hughston said flatly. “Huh?” Nathaniel blinked in confusion. “There will be a new nanny starting tomorrow,” he added, already moving toward the stairs. “But Dad… I like her,” Nathaniel said, his voice quiet, almost hurt. Before Mr. Hughson could reply, his phone buzzed. “Hello?” he answered curtly.

And for the first time, he seemed unsure of how to handle it. Aylin didn't offer to help. She didn't give him a kind gesture or a polite smile. She just calmly got up, took her cup to the sink, and before leaving the kitchen, gave him one last cold, distant look. “If you need me, I'll be in Sasha's room.” And she left. Without waiting for a response. Leaving him there. Alone. With his coffee, his discomfort... and that new and unsettling feeling that, perhaps, the nanny was slipping through his fingers.

As they finished their meal, Christine excused herself and followed the nanny into the kitchen. "What do you want?" the nanny asked nervously, sensing the urgency in Christine's demeanor. "Listen, I know you saw Welbeck coming to visit me while Robert was away. I need you to keep this a secret. I'll make it worth your while," Christine pleaded, desperation evident in her voice. The nanny hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. She knew the consequences of revealing Christine's affair to Robert could be dire, and the promise of a bribe was too tempting to resist.

“That suits us too much Angie, we need that relationship to exist between the two of them.” “Let's see, I'm not understanding you at all, why do we want there to be a relationship between the two of them?” “Because she will be the future culprit of everything that happens to Edward, the phantom embezzlement thing is working perfectly and your dear little brother, because he is enthralled with the nanny, has not taken the task of finding out what it is that is happening.” “I know, the worst of all is that the idiot doesn't even realize that his shares are going bankrupt, the accountant is disguising absolutely all the statements making him believe that the company is full, he is very delusion

The only thing she had done was to throw a pillow at him. "Daddy's princess" he said calmly, Joy's anger didn't lessen at all. "Mr Goerge Sebastian" Joy said in a hostile tone and her father was surprised "Hold on young lady, that's my government name you just called, what's up with this strange attitude" Goerge said and Joy was still in the same mood. "Sir, why was my nanny sacked with my notice?" She said and Goerge was surprised. He chuckled and sat down because he felt the discussion was silly.

My son is out of reach and even if I get to see him during Christmas, I still won't do that. What if he sees me and scream? I was dead to him anyway so I think maybe I should stay like that. I sighed for the hundredth time and tossed my tired body down the stairs to the kitchen. After preparing dinner, I served Jonathan and went to the living room to watch some movies. ""You are really good at cooking." Jonathan said in between chunks of food. I ignored him and kept on changing channels. Sadly, nothing interesting was on. ""The Children Committee wants to see the nanny that is taking care of me to make sure that James can come home for the holidays." He went on. I froze. My hand began to sha