Chapter Three

Billionaire Single Dad

(My Daughter's Crazy Nanny)

Genre: Romance

Chapter 3

Graigs House

Rebecca woke up early the next morning without her mom waiting for her mum to wake her.

She went to the bathroom, stood by the mirror, and stared at her reflection. Her eyes were red and puffy.

She didn't sleep a wink last night, she was just tossing and rolling on the bed.

She sighed and hurriedly took her bath.

She dressed up and came out of the room to the living room.

Her mom was in the kitchen as usual preparing breakfast.

She sat down at the table and in seconds she was out of space, thinking.

Veronica came in and saw her daughter staring into the air and needed no magician to tell her Rebecca was deep in thought.

"Are you thinking again? Do you want to fall sick before you get to know your punishment?" Veronica dropped the tray of food on the table.

Rebecca sighed and stared at her mom. "Mom you won't understand."

"OK, now I don't, make me understand," Veronica said, annoyed.

"Mom is scared, what if he changes his mind and calls the cops?" Rebecca asked, tears dropping from her eyes.

"He won't my little chicken, believe me," Veronica said running her

"How sure are you Mom?" Rebecca asked, staring at her.

"Am sure because if he truly wanted to arrest you he would have done so yesterday, so I believe he has something else for you," Veronica said and began dishing her food.

"And I think it's high time you find out, eat up and go, baby." She said urging her and Rebecca smiled.

She began digging in her food and soon she was done. She bade her mom farewell and went outside.

She flagged a cab down. "Wilson's Empire please." She said and entered the vehicle. It zoomed off immediately.

NEW AGE

A car drove in and a pair of shoes stepped down.

He came out fully and began walking to the company. The workers greeted him but he ignored them like they never existed.

I hate his guts

Who the hell does he think he's to ignore my greeting?

I can't wait to finally leave his company

Clinton turned back and shot daggers at the workers who scurried away immediately.

"Sir I think you need to see this," Marcus said walking beside him.

"What again?" He growled annoyed at the intrusion.

"Wilson's new product has hit the billboard and its range has the most quality product. All the companies are rushing to order his goods." Marcus said, stepping back a bit.

"That bastard." He growled.

"So what about ours?" He asked, knowing full well the answer.

"They are withdrawing their request for his," Marcus said.

"Cancel all my appointments for today and postpone them till tomorrow. I need to be left alone." Clinton said and entered his office.

He slumped heavily on the chair and rubbed his aching temple.

Robert seems to be a thorn in his flesh and he knows what to do to have peace of mind, he tends to eliminate him soon.

Wilson's Empire

Robert's car drove in and immediately the workers began screaming and gushing.

He wore an Italian suit that molded perfectly to his body making him look handsome, his black shone brightly so that you could easily see yourself in it.

He's looking very handsome today.

How I wish I could date him

He's the reason why I am still working here.

His smiles alone satisfy me

"Get back to work," Robert yelled at the workers who smiled and faced their work.

He was angry at the fact they were gushing at him instead of working.

"Good morning boss." Charlotte, his secretary, said joining him.

They stepped into the private elevator.

"Charlotte shift my morning appointment till evening, I have got something to do." He said ignoring her greeting.

"And Charlotte, a lady would come asking for me soon, let her in." And with that, he walked into his office.

"Don't worry, it's just a matter of time, I'll get you wrapped around my finger," Charlotte smirked and went to her seat.

Later…

A cab stopped in front of the huge building and Rebecca stepped out.

She paid the driver and turned fully to the building. Her heartbeat was thudding like crazy.

She took in a deep breath and walked briskly to the receptionist's office.

"Hi, can you please direct me to Sir Robert's office," Rebecca asked calmly.

"The first office on the first floor." She said and concentrated fully on her laptop.

She took the elevator and soon got to the first floor.

She walked to the secretary. "Hi, can I please see sir Robert?" She asked.

Charlotte raised her head at the mention of Robert.

"Ohh so you're the lady he talked about, mind you he's taken and he's mine alone," Charlotte said, eyeing her.

Rebecca stared briefly at her before scoffing. "What impetuous," she said before walking away.

She knocked on the door and a voice permitted her in. She went in and met the man who caused her sleepless night.

"So what's my punishment?" She asked as soon as she settled down.

"I want you to work as my maid, a personal maid to my daughter." He said, staring at her.

"What?, A maid?, I can't work as a maid," Rebecca said, surprised.

That was the last thing she'd expect him to say.

Robert stared at her then picked up his phone, dialed an unknown number, and looked back at Rebecca.

Her eyes widened in horror as the realization dawned on her.

"No, no, no I'll do it, please don't call the cop." She yelled standing up.

"You'll do it?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and she nodded.

"I'll do it so far you don't call the cop," she said pleadingly.

"Fine then, All you need to do is to take proper care of my daughter, follow up on her well-being, drive her to school, to and fro, and make sure she's okay, can you do that?" He asked, staring at her.

"Yea sure, I can do it" she replied

Y'all are getting to know Robert's daughter

She's Little Ms. Trouble