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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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The Beaumont Scandal

"How is that my business? You can believe whatever you want," Jace sneered.

"Alright. Since you refuse to admit it, there's no problem. I have enough time to wait for the D-day," Caden said but his mind went back to what Jace had done and he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Jace, do you realize what kind of trouble this is going to cause? How are we going to explain this to Dad?"

But Jace leaned back in his chair, seemingly unbothered. "There's nothing to fuss about, Caden. He got what he deserved and Dad will understand."

Caden shook his head, worry etched on his face. "I hope you know what you're doing, Jace."

"I always do," Jace replied calmly, turning his attention back to his papers.

"I hope you have prepared a good explanation to justify your actions when Dad demands for it."

"Is that even worth fussing about, if you don't have anything important to talk about, you can get lost, I still have some things to sort out."