My daughter's nanny

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

“Oh, sorry” Isabella forced a smile. Deep down, she was shocked and furious as well. “That little brat…”

“Lia, your teacher is here” A deep, but attractive voice came from the sitting room, and Isabella turned swiftly. Her jaw dropped in awe as soon as she set her eyes on him. It was the President, Anderson Elton, she had seen him a few times on the television, but he looked more handsome in real life.

“I thought today was going to be a free day? Why do I need a home-teacher?” Lia, the little girl, pouted her mouth.

Isabella stared at the smart girl with a smile. Why does she feel so familiar with the little girl when she hasn't met her before? She couldn't even believe that the girl could be so outspoken.

“Lia, stop! You have to behave, young lady” Her Father cautioned her, and she exhaled deeply, and bowed her head.

Isabella turned to the elderly woman, whose name tag showed her name was “Vicky”.

“Ma'am… Vicky! Isn't the little girl so adorable? She speaks fluently too?” Isabella smiled, and the old lady scoffed.

“You're not here to see whether she's outspoken or not” She shrugged, and Isabella nodded her head. Why was the old woman being so hostile?

“You're new here, right, lady Lia walked to Isabella, and she nodded her head. “Um…yeah”

“I heard you'll be working as my nanny. I hope you can make rice cakes. They are my favorite, and I don't want a nanny who can't make those” Lia fluttered her long lashes.

“Really? Do you like rice cakes? That's my favorite, too. You'd have nothing to worry about because I can make very delicious ones” Chatty Isabella smiled, and Lia raised her brows attractively.

“Woah! By the way, your dress is somewhat old-fashioned. That's off” lia added with a smirk. Isabella stared at her with her jaw dropped. She couldn't believe her ears, did the little girl just say that to her? Isabella couldn't help but chuckle, lia's height could barely reach her waist.

Her chuckle attracted President Anderson attention, and he turned his gaze to her. Isabella forced a smile at him, but he eyed her before turning his gaze away. He was probably surprised that she could make his little girl chuckle… that's a first.

“Who is she?” Anderson asked with his eyes fixed on the laptop in front of him.

“Oh… that's Isabella. She's here to get interviewed because she applied for a job as Miss lia’s nanny. Lest I forget, she's really nice” Dan, Anderson assistant replied.

“Lia, upstairs now” Anderson ordered, and Lia sniffed before heading to the stairs.

“I'm definitely not your daughter. I can't believe you…” She mumbled under her breath.

“What did you say, Lia?” President Anderson raised his brow, and turned to Lia, who paused before turning her gaze to him.

“I said I'm not your daughter. Maybe I'm the cleaner's daughter or probably the cook…” The little girl breathed hard, and Isabella almost laughed out loud, but she had to get a hold of herself.

“This little girl is such a drama queen”.

“What? You're my daughter, and I want the best for you, little one. Go ahead now, and behave yourself. I don't want the teacher complaining that you haven't been paying attention to her” Anderson snapped, and she shrugged.

“Yes daddy” She ran upstairs.

“Haven't you had enough of the drama? Do you think you're here to moop around? You came here for an interview, and here you are making yourself so comfortable” A saucy young lady walked to her. Isabella’s gulped hard as she walked away with the lady. She had thought it was the President who was going to interview her, but she was mistaken. He wouldn't waste his precious time on a mere nanny.

A few minutes later, Isabella was already in the kitchen with the saucy lady whose name she learned was Emily.

Isabella was told to prepare a cup of milkshake, and then a dessert, which she did. Even though it didn't really match up perfectly to their tastes, it was manageable.

“Have you ever worked as a nanny before?” Old Lady Vicky took off her glasses as she asked her.

“ERM… Actually, I haven't certainly worked as a nanny, but I love kids a lot. So, I get along with them each time I come in contact with any of them” Isabella simply replied.

“That is not enough. I thought you were sent by an agency. I can't believe you are just an ordinary…” Emily's saying, but Lady Vicky cut her off.

“Emily, stop it! Okay, we will be placing you on a month's trial. If you fail to fit in, then I'm afraid we'll have to fire you” Old Lady Vicky said, and Isabella forced a smile at her.

“Thank you, ma'am.” Isabella bowed slightly.

“I'll give you the full details of your work, you, and come back to the mansion tomorrow. By the way, meet Emily, she's the cook” Lady Vicky walked out of the kitchen, and Isabella scoffed. “Emily's the cook? Why was she behaving like she's the President's wife ?” Isabella thought.

“Uhm… Barbara, what Lady Vicky meant was that I'm the chef of this noble home” Emily gulped nervously.

“Correction! I'm Isabella, not Barbara, and a chef… you mean a cook? Of course, I got it and understand” Isabella scoffed at her before walking out of the kitchen.

Isabella signed the necessary documents, and she was also told when and how to deliver her duties. It was shift work, so she didn't need to be present all the time. For the first time, she felt very comfortable with her work.

Then she remembered her encounter with the little girl, Lia Elton. Her lips curled to a smile. She was six years old.

Suddenly, she thought of her baby, who she had birthed when she was very young. Her child would be the same age as Lia.

“How dumb of me! Why should I think of a child who I didn't even get to see?”

Even if she meets her child, she won't even recognize the child. She told herself to forget about the child.

The doctor's words to her that fateful day kept ringing in her ears, and she blinked her eyes rapidly to stop herself from crying. It is six years already, and she shouldn't think of itand forget it.