Melomiri

She Thought I Was Her Weak Nanny Until I Became Her King

Language: en

After the engagement, my fiancée arranged for a child to be sent to me from overseas. The delivery came with an email, too: "Ben, I was so bored overseas, and oops, I made a baby with Noah Becker. Since you’ve been so eager to lick my boots for years, consider this your reward." "I’m leaving the kid with you. You can get some practice in before I come home. Then you can be our live-in nanny." I didn't argue. I simply handed the child over to the housekeeper. Seven years later, all the foreign CEOs were recalled to the States for annual reports. Blair Harrington rolled up to the gates of…

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