His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 29

Chapter 29: The Unexpected Alpha Philanthropist
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My trance with the TV was broken by the sound of Selina’s voice coming from beside me.

“Interesting,” she said, wiping her hands on her apron. “That’s more than I expected.”

I turned to face her, still surprised by Edrick’s sudden act of generosity. “He doesn’t do things like this often, does he?” I asked.

Selina shrugged. “Every so often. It’s usually once a year or so these past few years, but it’s never made public, and it’s rarely this much. I wonder what changed to make him donate such a large amount and for him to allow it to be televised.”

“And to an orphanage, no less,” Lily chimed in from behind me.

Shrugging again, Selina turned around and started to head back to the kitchen. I followed her, still curious about the situation. “You said it’s been happening just for the past few years?” I asked.

hard at the stovetop with a damp sponge that it was making the metal racks on the inside of the oven rattle. “If you’re really

ended on the TV while I was in the kitchen, so now Ella was flipping absentmindedly through the channels as she searched for cartoons. I searched WereCorp’s most recent public relations

of flipping through the television channels and was now hanging over the

tossing down my phone and grabbing her, pulling her onto my lap and beginning to tickle her. “It’s not very nice to

of the little girl’s giggles, but I couldn’t quite shake the feeling in my

…

until much later that night. I was laying in my own bed; I wondered if he was coming back to the penthouse at all, and if he did, I wondered if

pajamas, and stormed over

look at Edrick as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Something about a billionaire CEO donating a hefty sum

about it?” Edrick asked. His tone of voice was cold

“Nothing, really. I just think it’s interesting that just yesterday you thought that compassion was

Edrick interrupted. “I have to do certain things sometimes to uphold

my most recent drawing: a picture of the city at night, using the view from

that I wondered if he was even going to answer at all. He laid down on the other side of the bed on his side, with his back turned to me. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of the city below, which was nothing but white noise to me after growing up in the city. Aside from the sounds of the city,

a sudden,

workers in the factories think that they’re not treated as equally as their werewolf counterparts,” he said. “It’s absurd, really. I’ve always tried my best to be fair to everyone

from my sketchbook to look over at Edrick. “Why do they say that they’re being

“It’s the

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