Page 24 of The Billionaire & the Nanny: Vol. 3

“There’s no other explanation. Why would my client purposely drop James L. Dewitt, a well-known divorce attorney in the city to hire me? I was wondering why fate had finally smiled on me, and now I think I understand .”

“Dad, it doesn’t matter if it’s true or not. She only wants to cause trouble. But it doesn’t matter, because the fact is…I can’t lose my job. I just can’t .”

“And I can’t drop this case,” he says, “As it is, my place at the firm was becoming tenuous and now because of this, things have improved tremendously. I’m finally getting the respect I’ve long deserved. Don’t you want that for me ?”

Ah, parental guilt. “In another other situation, sure. But not in this one. Things may be looking up for you , but now they’re worse for me .”

“Paisley, it’s just a nanny job. Mine is a high-profile case. There’s no contest .”

“No contest?” I whine, fighting to rein my voice in. “In just three weeks, I’ve saved five times as much as my friends have working other jobs in the city. I can’t lose this job .”

The panic settling into my chest is real .

But is it because I might lose my job, or because I might lose Logan ?

The worst part isn’t even that my father has taken this case or seems hell-bent on keeping it after knowing the situation. It’s that he doesn’t care how this is affecting me .

When he doesn’t say anything, I know I’ve offended him. He’s prideful and resentful about his lack of high-level success all these years, but that’s not my fault and he shouldn’t punish me for it. “Dad, Logan Raider is furious that you’re representing his ex. He feels betrayed, as if I had something to do with this .

“I can’t drop Miriam as a client, honey. I’m sorry,” Dad says, and I know my efforts are futile .

He doesn’t care. Mine is just a nanny job. His is more important .

Even though he’s right—my job is and always was just temporary, whereas his could spell an ascent on the corporate ladder—I hate him right now .

It’s always been this way since I was little. Though I’ve always loved my dad, he’s always had the bitter resentments of a man who feels left behind. A man who thinks he has to prove himself big-time worthy before he checks out of this life. He’s never been content with what he has and has oftentimes set me and my brothers aside to put his own needs first .

He’s never cared about how it’s affected me or my siblings .

In the end, it doesn’t matter. Father knows best. Every single time .

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