Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#Chapter 98: What’s Best

Edrick

I was too taken aback by Kelly’s proposition to even speak. Was she the one who paid off the tabloid to keep the photo up, just so she could manipulate me into having a fake relationship with her? Or did someone else put her up to it… Like my father?

“Well?” she said, batting her eyelashes in front of me. “What do you say?”

“I…” I paused, blinking incredulously as my head reeled. “I need a drink.” Without another word, I turned on my heel and headed back toward the door to the banquet hall.

“At least think about it!” Kelly called after me in a sing-song tone of voice. “I’ll be waiting to hear your decision!”

I sighed as I stepped back into the banquet hall, letting the music and the noise of the guests wash over me. Why couldn’t I just enjoy the banquet? Why did it seem as though these sorts of things always had some sort of political connotations behind them?

back of my mind. She was already a little drunk, and was clearly just being vindictive because

across the room at the party guests as I waited

My father. Great.

didn’t shake it and instead brushed past me to order his drink. So it was going to be one of those nights; my mother really wasn’t lying when she said he was in a mood. With a stifled sigh, I turned back around and took my drink from the bartender. I was sipping it and

saw that it was a chart depicting our stock prices. They seemed to have

in one go, then slammed the cup back down on the bar with an amount of force that even made the poor bartender jump. “You need to do what’s best for our company. This has gone on

up and sliding it over to him. “What are you talking about? What has gone on for

as Ella excitedly took off toward my mother, who was grinning from ear to ear and showering her with kisses. My

glass and taking a step away from the bar. “It’s the family banquet. Why can’t you just have a nice

have a nice time

my father’s words. For the second time that night, I was reminded that Moana was just that: a human nanny. A servant from a lower class. I often forgot that she wasn’t a werewolf socialite because of her beauty and her grace, which made it hurt even more when I was reminded of her true social standing. Of course I couldn’t admit it to anyone, and not even really to myself, but I secretly wished that she was a werewolf socialite. If she was, I might have reconsidered our relationship

you just marry Kelly already?” he said. “She’s a werewolf from a well-to-do family, and she’s an Alpha. You could say that Ella is the daughter that you had with her and no one will