The Billionaire's Reluctant Nanny

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to your father. All you ha

the auction room as if he wanted

every penny I took from your father's company. I'll settle all the debts. Every

, the wealthiest people in the co

o had spent his entire life walking with his head held high, couldn't lift his eyes. Her mother sat in the front row, clutching

d her to the limit

x-hus

oped in a designer dress, was his lover. The woman smiled, whispering something in Julián's ear, and he laughed, a loud, satis

le, her heels silent on the thick carpet, her gaze fixed on her mother. She had to reach her,

She released her lover and stood up, her movemen

ce soft as poisoned honey.

y expressionless mask. She wouldn't gi

of her dark hair. He twirled it, a gesture that was once intimate but now just disgusted her. "Always have been. But," he leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial wh

us laughter went

s blood

s glittered with malice. "Kneel and apologize. Tell everyone how foolish you were to leave a man like me, how you regret your pride." He paused, letting the vile proposal hang in the air. "And I will personally put back every penny I w

failing health that had doomed them. It was him. Julian. In a calculated act of post-divorce revenge, he had withdr

is time. Fury clouded her senses and reason

nch. He caught her wrists easily ,his face twisting in annoyance, an

r, the wine stinging her eyes, the

everyone how foolish you were to leave a man like me, how you regret your pride." He paused, letting the vile proposal hang in the air. "And I will personally put back every penny I withdraw from your father's

failing health that had doomed them. It was him. Julian. In a calculated act of post-divorce revenge, he had withdr

is time. Fury clouded her senses and reason

rists easily ,his face twisting in annoyance, and threw her to the ground. She landed ha

, a shadow fell over her. A cold liquid splashed across her face and chest. The sharp, fruity scent of red wine fill

darling, you're far too kind. You see?" she announced to the onlookers, her voice dripping with faux sympathy. "Mr. Mercer is ge

an fair," a portly man in a three-piece suit whispered loudly to his c

anyone," a woman with diamon

e knots in her stomach multiplied. Her mother was frozen in her chair, tears streaming silently down her face, too horrified

. Grovel, and save her family. Or stay on her knees,

, she took a shaky breath. She would do

her head, the heavy doors of

aid calmly, "this