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“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.”

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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?

A Husband For The NANNY

She was sitting in a corner all by herself and seemed to not care about what anyone else was doing as she played with her blond curly haired doll.

She also had bright blond curls that covered most of her face and as if sensing someone's gaze on her, she raised her head and her big innocent hazel eyes met with Charles's ocean blue.

They stared at each other for some time before Charles turned away.

Next, they moved to a circle time area, where a teacher sat surrounded by eager children. They listened intently as she read a story, their eyes wide with wonder.

Grace nudged Charles forward, urging him to join the group but he hesitated, his gaze darting nervously around the room.

But as the teacher beckoned to him with a warm smile, he turned around and held onto Grace's trousers.

"It's ok, dear. You don't have to join if you don't want to. We can just watch them from here," she coaxed.

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