Edward's pov
Why was she crying? What's so painful about being a nanny? Nonsense.
She will be there tomorrow. She will do as I say and won't dare to do anything stupid. I bet she is already plotting something. She is smart. People like her always have a plan.
I took my phone and sent a message to her, “Don't try to act smart. I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU!” Just to make sure she won't leave.
It didn't take long to reach Crystal's. It was just twenty minutes from her house.
“Morning, Sir Wilson.” Bryan's voice reached my ears the moment I opened my office's door.
“Tell me good news.” I went to my desk and threw my suit on the armchair.
He didn't say a word. His silence was enough to tell that there was no such thing as good news. “Tell me the bad ones, then.”
“The last designers came toda
