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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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Death Will Be A Relief

She could feel Jace's gaze locked on her with such intensity that got her worried. It was as if he was trying to decipher her every thought. She wasn't sure what to make of it. 

Caden's brows lifted in surprise, but there was no judgment in his expression, just genuine curiosity. "So, you think he might have locked you in there intentionally?" he probed, although his voice had a cautious edge to it as is he didn't want to offend Grace.  

"It's a possibility," Grace said slowly. "Rufus can be very spiteful, especially when he feels…  slighted, which I've kind of been subjecting him to…  since we met again in the city. I don't have proof, but I can't shake the feeling that it wasn't an accident."

Rose exchanged a glance with Caden, her brow furrowing in concern. "That sounds awful, dear. No one should have to deal with someone like that," she said gently. "But if he was bothering you all these while, why didn't you speak up?"