His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 94: Favorite Girls

Moana

A few days passed after that. I had a hard time getting over what Edrick said to me in my room that night: that he couldn’t stop thinking about me. Was that true? Why, then, did he try to sleep with another woman? If he really couldn’t stop thinking about me in the same way that I couldn’t stop thinking about him, why couldn’t we just admit our feelings to one another and be done with it? Even if we couldn’t be public with our relationship, part of me still wanted to see if we could make it work in a private setting.

Eventually, the day of the banquet came. While there was still a large part of me that just wanted to make an excuse to not go and hide in the penthouse instead, I knew that I had to be there for Ella.

On the morning of the banquet, I came out of my room to find that Selina had already prepared a large breakfast for Ella and me. Ella was already sitting at the table, happily shoveling pancakes into her mouth, while Selina poured my coffee for me.

“Wow,” I said as I approached, temporarily forgetting my anxiety about the banquet. “This is nice, Selina. Thank you.”

Selina nodded. “You’ve both got a long day ahead of you, so I wanted to make sure you have a good breakfast. Take a seat.”

I smiled and sat across from Ella. A plate of pancakes, bacon, and fresh fruit sat in front of me. Selina finished pouring my coffee, which I sipped gratefully before starting to dig into my breakfast.

on her apron and then retrieving her small datebook from her apron pocket, “let’s see…” She opened the datebook, slipping her glasses onto her nose and reading for a moment.

just as I was about to take a bite of my pancake. I lowered the fork, furrowing my brow. “That must be a mistake,” I

only shrugged and stuffed her datebook back in her pocket. “Mr. Morgan

to butter me up by doing this, but I had to admit that there was a little part of me that

family for quite a while. After all, according to him, his father could potentially do something to the baby this early on in the pregnancy. Even just the

then gave Ella her bath and got her ready for her appointment, which she wasn’t particularly excited for. Ella, however, was a good girl as always and

they began to do her hair for the banquet, my own stylist arrived: an older, well-dressed man by the name of Tyrus. As he stepped out of the

to me with a smile and holding out his hand.

to meet you,”

offer you some tea, Tyrus?” Selina asked, seemingly

Selina,” he said with a smile, then looked back at

styled my hair and did my makeup. It was fascinating watching how expertly he curled and styled my hair, and how perfectly he did my

holding a mirror up so I could see the

over my incredibly soft hair and leaned forward

Ella standing there with her hair done as well and a big grin on her face. She ran up to me and bounced

at Ella’s reaction, and

back to the elevator a few minutes later, “you did a great job.

Tyrus replied with a warm smile.