Sarah dressed up, putting on pants and hoods — to cover her face. She hastily slipped her phone into her pants pocket, and turned to leave, but the nanny quickly stood at the door.
"I need to go..." She told the nanny simply, gesturing towards the door. "Make way, Lora."
"You can't leave, ma'am..." The nanny countered, shaking her head negatively. "If the president finds out you left the villa again, he'll flip — and my job is at stake here, ma'am."
"If you're worried about losing your job, I won't let it." Sarah told her hurriedly. "I need to go, you can see that my reputation is at stake. Everything I've worked for is about to be taken away from me and David won't stop at nothing than to ruin me!"
"The president will take care of it, I know he'll." The nanny whose name turns out to b
