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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

"What about her?" Jace asked all of a sudden, glancing toward Marianna, who was standing just behind Dr Brooks.

At his tone, Marianna felt a slight unease in her body. It was as if Jace was expecting her not to be a match, but she was sure of herself, so she quickly recovered. But she was surprised when Dr Brooks hesitated before saying,

"We ran the test on Mrs Marianna as well, and…" he paused briefly. "She isn't a match."

The words hung in the air like a thunderclap, and Jace's eyes snapped to Marianna.

"Care to explain that?" he asked. His voice was extremely low but lethal.

At the same time, Marianna's breath caught and her carefully constructed facade faltered under Jace's withering gaze. For a moment, she stood as though rooted to the spot, unable to speak. Then she forced a brittle smile that didn't reach her eyes.

"There must be some mistake," she said, unable to mask the panic from her voice.

Conspiracy