He saw his sons happy. Truly happy. And he realized it wasn’t the robotic dog, or the games, or even the structure.
It was her.
What Alexander Couldn’t Buy
But watching Grace laugh with his sons… that shook him.
It terrified him, actually.
Because somewhere in the quiet admiration, beneath the gratitude, something else had taken root—something he hadn’t felt in years.
He didn’t just need a professional to manage his children.
He needed Grace.
Not as a nanny. Not as an employee.
But as something more.
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