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A Husband For The NANNY

“Congratulations, you have been hired as the personal assistant…” “Really!” Grace exclaimed even before Jace Brandon, the CEO of Brandon Corporations could finish his statement. The growing sparkle in Grace’s eyes did not escape the keen sight of Jace. “To my son,” he completed. “Yes, I’m very much delighted to take up the position of the personal assistant to … your what?!” Grace’s eyes almost popped out of their socket as she completed “son?” listlessly. “You heard me right,” Jace replied coldly as he stared at Grace. “Is that not the same as being employed as your child’s nanny?” Grace asked doubtfully. “If you want to put it that way, yes.” Jace replied nonchalantly. “In other words…” Grace began. “You are officially my son’s nanny, if you accept the offer,” Jace Brandon completed. “If there is nothing else, this interview is officially over.” ********* Grace Fowler, who had always dreamt of becoming a top designer in the biggest designing firm in the country was blacklisted for exposing sensitive company information due to a set up by the ones she trusted the most— her boyfriend and her kid sister. Shattered and battered, she set out for greener pastures in an unknown land and ended up being hired as a nanny to the son of Jace Brandon, the wealthiest billionaire in San Francisco. But the scariest thing was when her job description was gradually amended to not only taking care of the five year old autistic son of the CEO but the widowed CEO himself. What does the future hold for her when suddenly, everything around her begins to change and her past comes calling again with the sudden appearance of her boss’s late wife. Will Grace be able to let go of her past and embrace the joy of fighting for the heart of the man her heart yearns for, or settle for happiness in the arms of Trent, her boss’s cousin, who literally adores the ground Grace walks on?

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He was so lost in his thought that he didn't know that the two pairs of eyes were now trained on him. The smaller set was glaring at him as if he was an unneeded distraction while the other bigger one was staring in confusion. 

His eyes locked with Grace's and he found himself drawn in by the attractive depth of those eyes. He never wanted to look away but the gaze was eventually broken by Grace who lowered her head after some seconds.

As he drew closer to the little table where she was seated with Charles, he noticed her flushed face and how her forefinger rubbed anxiously against her thumb and a satisfied  smile hovered around his mouth. "How is Charles?"

"Fine," Grace replied without looking up.

Jace deliberately positioned himself beside the chair Grace was sitting on and pretended not to notice her slightly moving away to create some space between them as he asked, "Did you face any difficulties after you left the living room?"