The Billionaire’s Babysitter by Essie

“Edith?”, she asked in a raspy voice, looking up at her.

Edith gave her a smug smirk and said,”Told you you were not for him”. Then laughed maniacally.

“You thought it was a ‘happily ever after’ affair. So sorry to disappoint you, honey, but you’re too low cla** for someone like Slate. I’m sure by now Ella has made him realize his stupidity”, she started again then once more burst into laughter.

Gisele was thinking of her words and thought them logical. After all, Slate had never told her he loved her. Maybe he was just with her because he wanted to get in her pants.

Stop it! If Slate didn’t love you, he wouldn’t have asked you out, a voice in her head said.

Well, he only asked me out so as to avoid his mother hounding him non stop to find a girl, another, more logical voice, answered.

Gisele realized it was true, Slate did not love her. She was not beautiful, shapely and sophisticated like the women he usually dated.

The only people who cared for her now, she guessed, were Lizzie and Callie.

defeated expression on Gisele’s face, knew she had hit home. She gave her a smug smile and said, “You’re all alone, b****.”, then walked out of the room having

was definitely all

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been three days Gisele had been gone and Slate was a mess. Callie and

until Gisele came back. Her grandmother had had

he was in his young wild years. He drank to stupor. He was almost

did everyday since Gisele’s disappearance. And once again, she

go this time. She went towards him and slapped him

“What the…?”,

are stoned. Better get in there, shave, shower and come out here. We have a lot to discuss”, Lizzie said imperiously

as Lizzie said. He felt considerably better and the delicious

that Lizzie was making a sauce for the pasta