Nanny and the Alpha Daddy

#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.

“It’s not very polite to eavesdrop,” one of the women, a blonde with an enormous diamond ring on 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 be doing to a group of upper class werewolves.”

I opened my mouth to answer, but nothing would come out; and the women quickly realized that their rudeness left me speechless, which meant that they had won. All I could do was stand there with narrowed eyes while all three of them brushed past me, one after the other. The last woman bumped me with her shoulder deliberately before she left.

that my social 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 again. If this was what wealthy women were like, then I didn’t want any part of it. And I

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end. On the way home, I kept trying to remind myself that I did have a nice time with Edrick during the comedy show, and that was the most important thing. None of the other things, such as the paparazzi or the mean women in the restroom, mattered. But that was easier said than

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

in bed with a book in 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 thought that my green eyeshadow was ugly. I thought it was

looked in the mirror, I could still see the deep frown at the corners of my lips and the sad look in

arms across his chest. “Just tell me. Is it the paparazzi? I promise you’ll get used to it, and

my head and set my hairbrush down with a sigh. “It’s not that,” I replied. “I know it’ll get easier. It’s just…” My voice faltered. I hung my head, unsure as to 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 would have just told

“Go on,” he urged.

were staring at me and talking about me. And I’m worried that it’s going to reflect on you in a

a long time. I was still facing the mirror, watching myself as I talked, but I finally worked up the nerve to turn to face him. I didn’t realize it at first, but I now noticed that he had gotten out

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

colleagues. Your peers. I

said with a laugh. “None of those people are my friends. In fact, I can’t stand a single one