His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 29

Chapter 29: The Unexpected Alpha Philanthropist
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My trance with the TV was broken by the sound of Selina’s voice coming from beside me.

“Interesting,” she said, wiping her hands on her apron. “That’s more than I expected.”

I turned to face her, still surprised by Edrick’s sudden act of generosity. “He doesn’t do things like this often, does he?” I asked.

Selina shrugged. “Every so often. It’s usually once a year or so these past few years, but it’s never made public, and it’s rarely this much. I wonder what changed to make him donate such a large amount and for him to allow it to be televised.”

“And to an orphanage, no less,” Lily chimed in from behind me.

Shrugging again, Selina turned around and started to head back to the kitchen. I followed her, still curious about the situation. “You said it’s been happening just for the past few years?” I asked.

back turned to me as she scrubbed so hard at the stovetop with a damp sponge that it was making the metal racks on the inside of the oven rattle. “If you’re really all that interested, you can

she searched for cartoons. I searched WereCorp’s most recent public relations campaigns, and lo and behold: there

daddy is so nice,” Ella said suddenly from behind me. I hadn’t realized it, but she must have grown bored of flipping through the television channels and was now hanging over

her, pulling her onto my lap and beginning

filled with the sweet sounds of the little girl’s giggles, but I couldn’t quite

…

that night. I was laying in my own bed; I wondered if he was coming back to the penthouse at all, and if he did, I wondered if he wouldn’t want to sleep together after our argument. Eventually, however, I heard the sound of footsteps outside my door, followed by a series

door and came in. He was already in his pajamas, and stormed over to the other side of the bed without a word. I

television today,” I said, glancing up from my sketchbook to look at Edrick as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Something about

it?” Edrick asked. His tone of voice was

I just think it’s interesting that just yesterday you thought that compassion was pointless, and

things,” Edrick interrupted. “I have to do certain things sometimes to uphold the image

that?” I asked as I looked back down at my sketchbook and continued working on my most recent drawing: a picture of the city at night, using the view from

his side, with his back turned to me. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of the

a

really. I’ve always tried my best to be fair to everyone in

to look over at Edrick. “Why do they say that they’re being treated

“It’s the

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