His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 29

Chapter 29: The Unexpected Alpha Philanthropist
Moana

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.

she scrubbed so 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 all that interested, you can look

TV while I was in the kitchen, so now Ella was flipping absentmindedly through the channels as she searched for cartoons. I

of flipping through the television

playfully, tossing down my phone and grabbing her, pulling her onto my lap and beginning

sweet sounds of the little girl’s giggles, but I couldn’t quite shake the feeling in my mind that Edrick’s newfound “compassion” was

…

I wondered if he was coming back to the penthouse at all, and if he did, I wondered if he wouldn’t want to sleep

the door and came in. He was already in his pajamas, and stormed over to the other side of the bed without a word. I could tell that

sketchbook to look at Edrick as he sat on the edge

about it?” Edrick asked. His tone of

it’s interesting that just

philanthropy are two different things,” Edrick interrupted. “I have to do certain things sometimes to uphold the image of my

sketchbook and continued working on my most recent drawing: a picture of the city at night,

to me. The only sounds in the room were the sounds of the city below, which

of a sudden,

their werewolf counterparts,” he said. “It’s absurd, really. I’ve always tried my best to be fair to everyone in my company. And now the media is trying to contact my PR department in order to weasel payroll reports from

sketchbook to look over at Edrick.

“It’s the

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