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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

But the look she returned seemed to be saying: 'calm down darling, it's part of the testing.'

However, oblivious to all of them, there was an extra pair of eyes that was as dark as the bottom of a charred pot glaring at Richard from the other end of the room.

Looking away from his wife, Richard returned his gaze to Grace and nodded slowly, as if considering her words.

"Very well, Grace. But know this: I will be keeping a close eye on you. I hope you prove me wrong."

Grace's unwavering gaze met Richard's as she declared,

"That will not be a problem, sir. I respect Mr Brandon as my employer and nothing more. I care deeply for Charles and want to provide the best care for him. That's all."

Richard's expression softened slightly, though his eyes remained wary.

"That's good to know but don't forget that I'll be watching. Any sign that you're overstepping your bounds, and you'll be out of this house immediately. Understood?"

Grace Is a Very Shy Person