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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?

Beautifiedg1 · Urbano
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344 Chs

Do You Have A Special Hobby?

Richard nodded, seeming satisfied with her response. "Think about what I have said carefully and let me know what you have decided. Good night, Grace," he said and again for the first time, Grace noticed that his tone was gentle as he spoke to her.

With that, he picked up a newspaper from the desk, signaling that the conversation was over. 

"Good night, Mr Brandon," Grace said softly, bowed and moved to the door.

As she left the study and closed the door behind her, Grace couldn't help but feel a deep sense of relief. But at the same time she wondered why Jace did not tell his parents that they were already in a relationship. 

Her mind was still preoccupied as she walked down the corridor. 

Suddenly a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a room before she could say "Jack."

She was startled and prepared to release a punch when her hand was captured midair. Not long after a familiar scent invaded her nostrils and she relaxed visibly.