His daughter's nanny

It was a Saturday morning. Valerie was prepared for work, and walked out of the room. She had turned down her father's offer of her living with them at the Watson's Residence. Apart from the fact that she was comfortable living with her friends, she had fallen in love with her work. Of course, she wouldn't want to leave the little, adorable child.

She took some bites of the toasted bread before picking up her purse, and rushing to the door. “I'm off, guys”.

“Alright. See you later”.

Luckily, she got a cab on stepping out of the apartment. “The Davison's villa”

“Okay miss” The driver zoomed off.

In a few minutes, she was already in the mansion. She walked straight to the servant's quarter where she changed into her uniform, and folded her hair in a bun.

“Good morning, Val” The voice made her flinch, and turned swiftly.

Valerie smiled nervously and said, “Good morning, Clara. You startled me”.

“Oh, I'm sorry about that. I think you should go to work immediately so that you wouldn't get