His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 138: Us Against the World

Moana

I knew that I should have just walked away, but I was too stubborn to just let these women get away with talking so poorly about Edrick like that.

When I pushed the door open, the women suddenly stopped talking. Their eyes were wide as they turned to face me.

“What are you talking about?” I said as I stepped into the bathroom.

The women were silent. I felt like I was being appraised and judged as they looked me up and down, but I didn’t care. If people were going to say such nasty things about Edrick, then they could judge me all they wanted; but I was going to say something about it, and I felt as though I caught them in the act.

However, the women’s shock quickly wore off. Their wide-eyed looks turned to plastic smiles.

her finger, said. She leaned into the mirror and wiped a bit of her lipstick away from the corner of her mouth with her pinky finger, eyeing me in the reflection as she did so. “I hope you don’t eavesdrop often. It’s not very becoming; especially not for someone of your status to

won. All I could do was stand there with narrowed eyes while all three of them brushed past me, one after the other. The

status would never let me be worthy of respect, and angry that these seemed to be the types of women I had to look forward to in the future now that I was involved with an Alpha billionaire. If I went on to continue to be in a relationship with Edrick, real or fake, I couldn’t help but feel as though I would never be able to make any true friends

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I did have a nice time with Edrick during the comedy show, and that was the most important

I was too tired to even hide my sadness anymore. And Edrick seemed

his lap while I busied myself with brushing out my hair in the bathroom mirror. I had just taken my makeup off, which always made me sad because of how beautiful Tyrus’ work was — and I didn’t care one bit if those horrible women

nodded at first, but as I looked in the mirror, I could still see the deep frown at the corners of my lips and the

said, shutting his book and setting it on the side table before folding his arms across his chest. “Just tell me. Is it the paparazzi? I promise you’ll

how to broach the subject. I didn’t know if I should have told Edrick about what those women were saying or not; maybe he

“Go on,” he urged.

talking about me. And I’m worried that it’s going to reflect on you in a negative way. I don’t want to hurt how other people see you. What if

to turn to face him. I didn’t realize it at first, but I now noticed that he

I would care what any of those people think?” he asked, his voice low

shrugged. “They’re your colleagues. Your peers. I assume some of them are even your

people are