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As soon as he entered the house he heard their baby crying loudly. His heart skipped a beat foreseeing his baby daughter's discomfort and he rushed to her bedroom. To his surprise, Ace found her helpless in the crib crying her eyes out. It felt like somebody was squeezing his heart such that it would never function again. Much to his blooming temper which was already on its boiling point, on the other side of the crib was a chair where the nanny was sitting peacefully. Could there be women born as heartless as this? She cared a shit for the baby's cries and was chewing an apple. The nanny was immersed in reading a novel lightly tapping the center table with her high heeled foot. She did not

She feigned to be heartbroken by nanny's death, giving me condolences which were not needed. Deep down, I knew she was rejoicing because I could see it in her eyes. “ Can't wait to see your face when you see nanny's ghost walk in the courtroom.” The corner of my lips curved into a smile when I gave it a thought. Nanny is still recovering from the fire burn wound on her back. She’s living with Brenda and Logan out of the country, somewhere far away from Stephanie's claws…

' Biba raked her brain which was starting to get tangled, again. Ares was amazed. Why are all the nannies working for him never in their right minds? This time, Ares saw through the CCTV footage, the new nanny, who had slammed Ares yesterday, was rolling dramatically on the floor screaming "help-help!". It seems that the nanny doesn't understand that Ares can see her through the CCTV monitor. That's why she can be confident to act ridiculous like that. 'Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, is it because she's a friend of Nanny Cherish? Right, that's why you're crazy too?'

​Gideon’s gaze shifted between the two of them before finally returning to Valerius again. “You really don’t know who I am?” he asked suddenly. Valerius frowned slightly. “Should I? ​Several employees quietly sucked in nervous breaths. Nobody spoke to Gideon Vance that way. But strangely, Gideon didn’t look offended. If anything, he looked even more focused on her. ​Then, after a long silence, Gideon spoke again. “My daughter needs a new nanny.” ​Valerius blinked. “…What?” ​“Our previous nanny quit this morning.”

And then I saw her. Little Julie. Small. Shoulder-length blonde hair. Huge, sad blue eyes. A stuffed bunny stained with paint clutched in her arms. She stood at her bedroom door, silently watching us. “Julie,” Liam called, his voice lower but still firm. “This is Kyra. She’ll be your new nanny starting today. I want you to meet her, sweetheart.” The girl didn’t answer. Didn’t move. She simply turned and walked away as if she already knew there was no reason to interact.

My mouth opened wide in disbelief at his thoughtfulness. “You hired another nanny; then what am I supposed to do?” I asked, feeling overwhelmed by his generosity. “For now, just take care of yourself and your baby, and let me handle everything else,” Hollis replied, his eyes full of compassion. “Why are you all these? I am just a nanny; I don’t deserve all this special treatment,” I said, feeling touched by his kindness. “You are not just a nanny; you are part of our family now,” he replied, wiping my tears that I didn’t even notice were falling as he leaned closer, his lips close to his ear. “And for the world, you are my financial reminder that, so everything that I am doing is a decoy to

“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.

I gave Daisy a small wave and walked away without another word to him. I found the address from my confirmation email and double-checked it against the gate in front of me. A large, clean townhouse at the end of a quiet street. Way out of my neighbourhood. I rang the bell. The door opened almost immediately. A tall man in his forties, well-dressed, tired around the eyes. "You must be the new live-in nanny." "Yes, sir. I'm Brooklyn Lawson. I'm so sorry I'm late — " He held up one hand. "You're lucky my children aren't home from school yet. If they had been, this conversation would be going very differently."

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?

"Lori?" She said in surprise as she took in the sight before her. The stroller with the baby in it and Lori. "Mrs Fuller. It’s so nice to see you." She said as politely as she could muster. "Who's baby is that?" The woman asked right away, her eyes set on Emilia and a frown on her face. "I'm a nanny now." She simply said and Mrs Fuller chuckled. "A nanny?! That's ironic." It was true. It was pretty ironic, Lori thought as she didn't reply.