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.

curtly. She had her back turned to me as she scrubbed so hard at the stovetop with a damp sponge that it was making the metal racks on the

the coffee table. The interview with Sophia 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 campaigns, and lo and behold: there

so nice,” Ella said suddenly from behind me. I hadn’t realized it, but she must have grown bored of flipping through the television channels and was now hanging over

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

girl’s giggles, but I couldn’t quite shake the

…

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 he wouldn’t want to sleep together after our argument. Eventually, however, I heard the sound of footsteps outside my door, followed by a series of

already in his pajamas, and stormed over

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

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

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

things,” Edrick interrupted. “I have to do certain things sometimes to uphold the image of

words made me curious. “Why is that?” I asked as I looked back down at my sketchbook and continued working on my most recent drawing: a picture of the city at night, using the view from my balcony

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, there was the sound of my pencil scratching on

a sudden, he

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

my sketchbook to look over at Edrick. “Why

shrugged. “It’s the

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