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2.9% A Husband For The NANNY / Chapter 9: Hottest Widower In San Francisco.

章節 9: Hottest Widower In San Francisco.

"Why don't you give my boss's offer some thoughts?"

"There is nothing to think about, Wendy," Grace refused instantly. "How do you expect me to become a Nanny with all my talents and skills?"

"I do understand," Wendy commented. "But girlfriend, have you considered the pay? You never can tell, taking care of my boss's son might be more rewarding than working in an office, you know."

"It still doesn't change the fact that I will be working as a nanny. I didn't spend years studying design at the best schools just to end up changing diapers and wiping noses. It just doesn't add up."

"Come to think of it, why don't we switch places. I'll take up your job and you take up the nanny job."

"Quit joking around. If that was possible, I'm sure my boss would have asked me to be the boy's nanny already."

Wendy's expression turned serious as she said, "But what baffles me is why he considered you for that position when you applied for something else."

"I'm equally confused myself," Grace stood up to clear the table and took the dishes to the kitchen.

"You hardly strike me as someone who would be patient enough to take care of a child," Wendy joked as she joined her in the kitchen.

The corners of Grace's mouth spasmed in a smile. Children are quite troublesome and since she had made up her mind not to get married, she had planned to adopt someone much later in life to continue her lineage when she gets old.

"I thought so too, until I met that cute little angel."

"What angel?" Wendy couldn't help but ask.

"I met him at Brandon Corporation when I came for the interview."

"Wait, you met who and where?"

"A young boy that I happened to help in the restroom just before I went in for the interview."

Grace had a dreamy expression as she narrated her chance encounter with the trio.

The more she spoke, the more the pieces started fitting into the puzzle.

She had been so obsessed with her anger of being hired as a nanny that she completely forgot about the incident, coupled with the job hunt, her mind never went back to her encounter with the little boy.

"I remember the man that was introduced as his guardian, kept referring to the boy as "young master."

A quizzical frown formed itself on Grace's face. "Could he be your boss's son?"

Wendy could not hide the shock on her face as she stared at Grace. "You mean you met my boss's son on the day of the interview?"

"Yes, if it's the same person we are talking about."

"How old is the boy you met? Can you describe him?"

"About five years old or so. He had jet black hair that curled nicely around his head, also his eyes were a lovely ocean blue colour that pierced deep into my soul when he stared at me," Grace described vividly.

"I'm sorry to say that you have earned yourself a full time job as a nanny," Wendy announced solemnly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"That boy does not allow anyone to get close to him and from the rumors I had, he is quite troublesome and never satisfied with anyone around him. Except his father and uncle of course."

"So?"

"So stop searching for any job in the whole of this city. Your only saving grace would have been if the child didn't like you, but from what you have just said, he allowed you to carry him and he even refused to leave your arms until his uncle came along."

"Mm-hmm?" Grace more or less asked than replied, an inexplicable nostalgic feeling enveloping her.

"You can only be his nanny." Wendy stated flatly like a judge passing her final judgment in court.

"I still don't understand."

It wasn't that she did not understand, since the whole situation was as clear as day, but she could not believe that she had brought this trouble on herself.

"I think you'll need to sit down for a while," Wendy said as she dried the last dish and guided Grace back to the sitting room.

Grace snatched her arms from Wendy's hand. "Stop being so melodramatic."

"I'm not trying to scare you, but the thing is that, whatever that boy requests for, he always gets. And if he has set his eyes on you, which I am more than a hundred percent sure is the reason his father asked you to be his nanny, then, you can't escape it."

"But you have to understand that it's not possible for me to be his Nanny."

Her biggest dream had always been to be the CEO and owner of a huge designing firm, commanding the respect of all, and there was no place for a nanny in that picture of her future.

Wendy shook her head and gave a wry smile. "Girlfriend, what you want doesn't count here. We are talking about Jace Brandon here, the number one billionaire in San Francisco.

"Why do you think you couldn't get a nice job after so many weeks despite your fantastic resume?"

"And why do you think your kind and understanding landlord suddenly turned heartless?"

Grace's mouth hung agape as she listened to her friend. "Don't tell me it has anything to do with your boss."

"I think you get the picture now," Wendy said. "In the whole of San Francisco, Jace Brandon holds the four aces, dear friend and his tentacles spread far beyond this city. I can only advise you to gradually get accustomed to the idea of being a nanny for the rest of your life."

"Because as long as you are in this city, you will never get a job, if you understand what I mean."

Grace's head dropped onto Wendy's waiting lap in despair. "Will I be right if I say that I am finished?"

"It's not as bad as you might think," Wendy comforted as she ran her dainty fingers through Grace's voluminous plum hair.

"Look at it from the bright side. You saved me in the past and earned yourself an epic friend in me. Years later, you saved a rich kid, what do you think your reward will be this time?"

"A full time nanny obviously," came Grace's sarcastic reply.

"Or even much more. My boss is the hottest widower in San Francisco," Wendy winked meaningfully.

"Seriously?! Is this the best time for a joke?" Grace scolded, raising her head to glare at Wendy.


章節 10: Don’t Be Stubborn

A week later, Grace came down from the cab in front of the huge gates of Brandon Corporation.

The building loomed tall and impressive in the quiet business district of San Francisco.

Her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of how she was going to present her case in the upcoming meeting with the CEO as she paid the fare.

She had barely lifted her long slender legs to head towards the gate when suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a small figure dart past her probably from the gates of the company as there were no residential buildings there.

As she raised her head to confirm what it was, she saw a vehicle approaching and her eyes widened in shock at the imminent danger that awaited the child that was almost at the middle of the road.

Her instinct kicked in and without a moment's hesitation, she lunged forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She reached the child just in time and pullled him back, narrowly missing the vehicle.

She tumbled to the ground by the side of the road with the boy tightly protected under her body.

Breathless and shaken, Grace looked down to see the scared face of the same boy she had helped a few weeks back on the day of her interview at Brandon Corporation.

"Are you okay?" She asked breathlessly but tried to make her voice sound as gentle as she possibly could.

The boy was obviously too scared to utter a word, not that she had ever heard him speak, anyways.

At the sound of hurried footsteps, she glanced up to see a man rushing towards them, panic etched on his face.

Jace skidded to a halt beside them, his eyes wide with shock and then relief when he saw that they were alive. "Are you both okay?" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with emotion.

Grace nodded, her adrenaline still surging. "Yes, we're fine. Just a little shaken up."

She couldn't help but notice that the coldness and intimidating aura he had carried during the interview was completely gone- he looked more humane at the moment.

Jace knelt beside them, his expression filled with gratitude. "Thank you, thank you so much for saving my son," he said, his voice choked with emotion. "I don't know what I would have done if..."

His words trailed off as he reached out to check on his son again, who was still holding tightly to Grace's collar, wide-eyed and trembling.

Grace watched as Jace gathered the boy into his arms, holding him close as if to protect him from the dangers of the world before stretching out his arm to her to help her stand.

Without much thoughts she accepted his hand and tried to stand but felt a sharp pain around her ankle.

"I think I sprained my ankle," she chuckled as she peered down and saw a scrape on her leg where it had brushed against the passing vehicle.

By then a little crowd had gathered and those that saw the scene couldn't stop commenting on Grace's bravery and swift movement when she was saving the child.

"Get the car, immediately. We need to get her to the hospital," Jace ordered his assistant who had also arrived at the scene with Russell.

"Yes, boss," Suresh Pratap Singh bowed and directly pulled out his phone.

"I don't think there's any need for that, but thanks anyway," Grace politely turned down the offer.

"But you are injured," Suresh who had just finished sending a text to the driver, pointed out.

Somehow, he felt bad when he thought of how he had been making things difficult for her these few weeks.

But it was all for the good of everyone if it will make her finally accept to be by Charle's side.

That way everyone can rest assured about him.

"It's just a sprain. I believe I'll be fine after resting for a while," he heard her say but before he would say anything to convince her further, his boss's voice sounded.

"Don't be stubborn, your ankle looks swollen. You need to get it checked and treated in the hospital immediately," Jace scolded, his usual demeanor returning.

"But I'm fine," Grace insisted. It was just a common sprain which she could take care of herself.

What's the need of rushing to the hospital over such a small matter? Besides, she never liked the hospital and only went there when she didn't have a choice.

"Not until the doctor says so. Now stop arguing and get in the car," Jace ordered leaving no room for further arguments.

'So domineering,' Grace muttered under her breath but she still hopped to the car that had pulled up beside them, however reluctantly. "All right, I'll go if you insist."

"I do insist."

Jace passed Charles to his guardian, but as expected the little guy shook his head so much that they were afraid his head would fall off, so they had no choice but to take him along to the hospital.

'I'll just use the opportunity to run a test on him instead of asking his personal doctor to come over to the house,' Jace said to himself.

"Give her a hand, Suresh," he told his assistant.

As Grace settled into the luxurious backseat of the limousine, she was stunned when Jace also stepped into the car after her.

"Are you also coming along?" Grace made no effort to hide the shock from her voice and was instantly stunned into silence by Jace's curt reply.

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Having nothing to say, Grace looked on in silence as Jace ordered the driver to head to the family hospital without further delay.

She tried to adjust her position, but there was no escaping the discomfort she felt with Jace seated directly opposite her.

Jace couldn't help but notice her discomfort, and his brow furrowed with concern, but chose not to say anything.

The silence in the car was broken by Charles who was struggling in his father's arms.

"What is it?" Jace asked gently, bending his head to look at his son and couldn't believe what he saw.


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