Page 76 of Don't Fall for the Billionaire
“If you stay, all I see is disaster. Listen to me.” She gripped my hand. “You need to get to the bank first thing tomorrow morning and get that loan for your pie shop. I get that you can’t quit because of the kid. But you can’t stay there until she’s eighteen either. You have your own life you need to sort out, not to mention your dream of opening a pie shop.”
“You’re right.” I lightly smiled. “I’m going to go home and polish up my business proposal.”
“That’s my girl.” She hooked her arm around me.
I didn’t want to go home yet because I didn’t want to deal with Ashton, so I took a cab to the dance studio, unlocked the door, and entered one of the dance rooms. Turning on the remix I made, I began dancing. I didn’t realize what time it was until I grabbed my phone and saw a text from Ashton. Instantly, a wave of nausea swept over me.
Where are you? My mother and Raphael just dropped Eloise off.
God forbid he spent some time alone with his kid.
On my way.
When I walked into the house, Eloise ran and hugged me.
“Charlotte, where were you?”
“I had some errands to run.” I smiled. “How was your time with Gigi and Raphael?”
We had the best time ever! Gigi took me shopping and bought me so much stuff. Come up to my room.” She grabbed my hand.
I looked at Ashton, who stood across the room, with his hands tucked into his pockets. I ignored him and went upstairs with Eloise.
The followingmorning was uncomfortable to say the least. Which would intensify once Sylvia was gone and it was just the three of us in this house.
I was in the kitchen, sipping my coffee and waiting for Eloise, when Ashton walked in.
“Morning,” he mumbled.
Sylvia said good morning. I ignored his dumb ass. He didn’t deserve a good morning from me. In fact, that man didn’t deserve a thing. I secretly hoped his meeting this morning was a bad one. Eloise walked into the kitchen and sat on the stool at the island, while Sylvia made her waffles.
“Are we practicing after school?” Eloise asked.
“We are.” I smiled.
“Yay!”
“I have to get to the office. Have a good day, sweetheart.” He kissed the top of Eloise’s head. “Love you.”
“Bye, Dad. Love you, too.”
“Charlotte.” He nodded.
I turned away and looked out the window. I caught Sylvia staring at me from the corner of my eye.
“Is something wrong?” Eloise asked.
“No. Not at all. Why?”
“You and Dad seem different. Did you get into a fight?”
“No, sweetheart.” I smiled. “I’m fine. Come on. We have to get you to school.”
After walking Eloise to the school’s door and saying goodbye, I caught up with the other nannies who had dropped off their kids.
“I got it. I got it!” Marissa walked over, waving a piece of paper in the air.
“What’s that?” Millie asked.
