His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 31: Photo Op
Moana

The very next morning, I called Sophia as soon as I awoke.

“Sophia, it’s Moana,” I said into the phone. “Do you have a minute to talk?”

Sophia was quiet for a moment. I could tell that she was hesitant; I had just informed her only a couple of weeks prior that I was working for the very man who frightened the orphans, and she no doubt had a suspicion that I was going to ask for something after how he acted.

“Yes,” she finally replied. “It’s good to hear your voice.”

I smiled, relieved that she was at least willing to talk to me. “You, too,” I said. “I know this might seem a bit contrived, but I wanted to ask if Mr. Morgan and I could come to the orphanage today. He wants to speak to you and the children after what happened yesterday.”

“Really?” Sophia responded, sounding a little surprised. “He doesn’t seem like the type to talk much.”

“Really. He wants to apologize.” Sophia was silent again. I grew desperate. “Please,” I said. “I’d really appreciate it if you gave him another chance.”

“Alright,” Sophia finally agreed. “When will you be coming?”

I glanced at the clock. “We’ll be there by noon.”

…

At noon, almost on the dot, Edrick and I pulled up to the orphanage. He was wearing a gray suit and tie that was almost as stiff as his demeanor, which was a sharp contrast from my light blue sundress. It was a scorching hot day; I was surprised that he was even breathing dressed like that.

Alpha billionaire over the top of the car, noticing how his image seemed to wiggle a bit behind the heat haze coming off of the black car. He took a deep breath and straightened his tie before brusquely turning on his heel and storming up to the entrance of the orphanage as if he was on a mission, where Sophia stood with the children as they waited for him. The children had made a banner that they were all holding, which read: “Thank you, Mr. Morgan!” I couldn’t help but

came down the steps as Edrick

eyes squinting in the sunlight.

nodded and replied in a curt tone of voice,

harder. “Photographer?” she

here for a photo op,” Edrick said, looking around. “Didn’t you hire a

on Edrick’s arm before he could say anything else that was offensive. “I have my cell

expect cell phone pictures to make it on

over at me with a disappointed look on her face before looking back up at Edrick. “Perhaps you’re not here for the right reasons, Mr. Morgan,” she

Edrick who looked over at me with a disappointed look on his face. He stepped away, waving

a photographer?”

I responded, keeping my voice low. “It’s about the message behind them. And I didn’t want to make the children

glued to her forehead with sweat. “Fine,” he said, his tone of voice cold

him, he walked back over to Sophia. He said something to her that I couldn’t make out from where I stood.

Sophia said, walking up the stairs to stand behind them while Edrick stood off

little girl with the

at her; he only stood off to the side with

Miss Moana doing here?” another little

little boy said, his face red

replied. She shot me a pleading look, practically begging me to just get the photo over with so she could bring the children back inside before they

said with a smile, holding up my phone to take

smiled at the very most. The other half of the children were either unprepared, too hot and miserable to smile, and the ones that were closest to Edrick appeared as if they were leaning away from him out of

an apology to Sophia, who glared at me angrily from the doorway, before I ran after Edrick and grabbed him by the arm as he put one

you

in his face to show him the picture. “The children

like me, then they don’t like me,” Edrick complained. “I did what I came here to do. Come on. Let’s

indifference made me