The Billionaire’s Babysitter by Essie

Chapter 21

Gisele woke up a bit disoriented. She looked around and saw that she was in Slate’s room. She looked at the time and the digital clock next to the bed was blinking 17:48. She looked on the bed and saw that Callie and Slate were still sleeping. She tiptoed out of the room then went downstairs.

She heard sounds coming from the kitchen and she went to investigate. It was Mrs. Hale.

“Mrs. Hale, hello”, Gisele said calmly behind her.

“Oh hello girl. How are you?”, Mrs. Hale responded, not turning towards Gisele.

“Oh just peachy. What are you doing?”, Gisele asked curiously.

“Nothing much, just preparing the groceries I bought”, Mrs. Hale replied.

Gisele smiled at her even though she could not see. Then she went to the fridge, took out the gallon of milk, poured some into a gla** and started sipping.

“You know, Gisele, I never thought the day would come when I would see Mr. Hendrick so happy. You make him happy, keep doing that”, the wise old lady said, stil chopping her vegetables.

Gisele blushed and said nothing in reply, too embarra**ed. She didn’t do anything! Slate was happy because he wanted to be not because of her but with~ Gah! What faulty logic was that, anyway? She definitely needed to stop speaking in her head.

“Do you need me to help you with anything?”, Gisele asked, in her soft voice.

“No, hunny. I’m not that frail, you know. My strength probably surpa**es that of Superman”, Mrs. Hale joked, sensing Gisele was in a dark mood and needing to make her joyful and happy again.

It worked to at extent, Gisele was smiling.

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The next day, Gisele woke up, feeling extremely sunny; she had once again slept with the two people she loved most, apart from Lizzie and her parents of course, Callie and Slate.

Speaking of Lizzie, she had not called in three days. She had a lot of explaining to do.

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and daughter strolled in. “Good morning!”,

legs.

my teef and bath-ed

Slate. “He did?”,

And he dressed me too!” she replied with much

do it better than me?” Gisele

back at her father who was smiling at this discussion and staged-whispered, “No,

Callie was so

don’t like your daddy anymore? I’ll leave you then”, Slate said,

and ran into her father’s

bath-ed me very well

arms. Gisele smiled too, Callie was

you think?”, Slate

“Huhh?”, Gisele asked stupidly.

let’s get

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mean”, Slate asked with a mischievous

was some double entrendre behind his words,

five ice creams, and a hundred licks

I won’t tell Daddy you gave

might fall sick”, Gisele protested

weapon, puppy dog

on the point of saying no

three ice creams, that’s more than

“I dwon’t like this daddy much, Gigi” with a dramatic hand

laughed; this kid was watching far too many

at it, he grimaced then

but decided not to look into it really much. She turned to Callie

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