The Billionaire’s Babysitter by Essie

Chapter 21

Gisele woke up a bit disoriented. She looked around and saw that she was in Slate’s room. She looked at the time and the digital clock next to the bed was blinking 17:48. She looked on the bed and saw that Callie and Slate were still sleeping. She tiptoed out of the room then went downstairs.

She heard sounds coming from the kitchen and she went to investigate. It was Mrs. Hale.

“Mrs. Hale, hello”, Gisele said calmly behind her.

“Oh hello girl. How are you?”, Mrs. Hale responded, not turning towards Gisele.

“Oh just peachy. What are you doing?”, Gisele asked curiously.

“Nothing much, just preparing the groceries I bought”, Mrs. Hale replied.

Gisele smiled at her even though she could not see. Then she went to the fridge, took out the gallon of milk, poured some into a gla** and started sipping.

“You know, Gisele, I never thought the day would come when I would see Mr. Hendrick so happy. You make him happy, keep doing that”, the wise old lady said, stil chopping her vegetables.

Gisele blushed and said nothing in reply, too embarra**ed. She didn’t do anything! Slate was happy because he wanted to be not because of her but with~ Gah! What faulty logic was that, anyway? She definitely needed to stop speaking in her head.

“Do you need me to help you with anything?”, Gisele asked, in her soft voice.

“No, hunny. I’m not that frail, you know. My strength probably surpa**es that of Superman”, Mrs. Hale joked, sensing Gisele was in a dark mood and needing to make her joyful and happy again.

It worked to at extent, Gisele was smiling.

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The next day, Gisele woke up, feeling extremely sunny; she had once again slept with the two people she loved most, apart from Lizzie and her parents of course, Callie and Slate.

Speaking of Lizzie, she had not called in three days. She had a lot of explaining to do.

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and daughter strolled in. “Good morning!”,

legs. Gisele smiled, left what she was doing for a moment and picked Callie

teef and bath-ed me!”, this

smiled at Slate. “He did?”, she asked Callie with

dressed me too!”

do it better than me?”

this discussion and staged-whispered, “No, he

Callie was

don’t like your daddy anymore? I’ll leave you then”, Slate said, mock sadly, while winking at

ran into her father’s

very well more than Gigi, don’t go. I

his arms. Gisele smiled

you

“Huhh?”, Gisele asked stupidly.

get ice cream!”,

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ice cream, I mean”, Slate asked with a mischievous grin

was some double entrendre behind his words, so she

creams,

another? Pwease? I won’t tell Daddy you gave me”,

might fall

weapon, puppy dog eyes, one she

was on the point of saying

ice creams, that’s more

and said, “I dwon’t like this daddy much, Gigi” with a

Slate laughed; this kid

then said, “I’ve got to take this one. I’ll

to look into it really much. She turned to Callie

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