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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 · 现代言情
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#COMEDY
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Wild Goose Chase

But more unsettling was the fact that the following day was Saturday and no one would come to school. So the possibility of someone coming to get something for their class and finding her there was horrifyingly ruled out.

She could survive a day or two without food but three days without water or sunlight was too frightening to think about.

"Damn it, Rufus," she muttered under her breath, the suspicion solidifying into conviction. 

If this has anything to do with him, she would make sure he pays for it for the rest of his miserable life

She took deep breaths, forcing herself to stay calm. What she needed now was a plan, something more than just yelling and hoping someone would wander by. 

Meanwhile, Jace was on his way to the school, but the journey was agonizingly slow. 

Traffic clogged every route, turning what should have been a straightforward forty-minute drive into an agonizing hour.