I stood at the front door of an absolute mansion of a house, wondering what lay in store for me on the other side. Remembering the conversation that brought me here when Joe Lawson had messaged me through my socials, I try again to convince myself that this is the right decision.
Would I even like being a nanny here? For him?
That doesn’t matter, Madison, I admonished myself. Whether I liked it or not, this was my only option. After a week of searching for other employment opportunities I was qualified for, nothing had come close to the pay this one offered. It was then I realized I had to put my personal feelings aside, be responsible, and ensure the bills got paid.
Besides, Joe had specifically told me that Mr. Hayes had lied to protect his company’s and son’s privacy. I guess after some false “he’s the dad” claims and the media scandal that followed two years ago, he had a strong need to keep everything as private as possible. I could respect that.