Taming the CEO's Little Demon
Language: en
I'm the top dog trainer in the business, hired by a CEO's wife to "train" her son. "We're away on business, so my son will let you in." When the door opened, I was dumbfounded. Whose "child" is 6'3" with an eight-pack? Suddenly, a bullet screen floated above my head: [This nanny is so pitiful. Killed by the male lead two days into the job.] [If the male lead doesn't turn dark, how can the female lead's 'Little Miss Sunshine' power shine?] After training him for a month, I took the money and left. The young master swore he'd never forgive me. But when we met again, he pressed…