Not Your Nanny Anymore

ticut mansion with the speed and

to have someone "positive" ar

ng Chloe did

aving a dismissive hand at the elegant, understated décor Sarah

hatever you want, Chloe.

in her own house, as Chloe d

e attic. The muted color palettes were replaced wi

ths of research for Lily' s sensitive skin, was tossed out for so

ily, were Chloe' s ent

nnounced, gleefully pointing at a newly

Lily chimed in, twirling in a new,

gers around the worn velvet of a small, antique jewelry box she' d managed to resc

o the family routine, or rather, crea

kfast table, serving the children sug

fetching her coffee,

poke to her, rarely even looked at her. It was as if she had becom

was not lo

d just so, his meals nutritionally balanced, the children' s schedules

rning and Chloe just giggled, calling it

hing Ethan would have previously decried as

okies as "homemade" for a school bake

treated li

arling," Ethan would tell he

for her attention. The staff, sensing the shift in power,

he maids whisperi

wrapped around h

be the new Mrs. Hayes

se of observing a play in which she no longer had a role. She contin

ame sooner tha

n meticulous about EJ' s severe peanut allergy, drilling the

in charge of supervi

uest room, sorting through old photogr

the hospital!

he rushed to the emergency

. Chloe was dabbing her eyes, looking suitably distress

ened?" Sar

What happened? You tell me! He' s had an anaphylact

? I wasn' t even there

ore!" Ethan snarled. "You know how sev

d given Chloe detailed instruction

ng. He was too consu

room, came the small, sha

him, both pointed a finger at where Sarah woul

its of peanut butter," EJ managed to say.

nt Chloe didn' t know! Mommy alw