I Came Home Early and Found My Wife Attacking the Nanny With a Hockey Stick—Then My Four-Year-Old Daughter Looked at Me and Whispered One Devastating Word
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Chapter 22 - The Midnight Conversation
Back in the penthouse kitchen, Nathan poured two cups of black coffee, handing one across the marble island.
“Thank you for saving my daughter,” Nathan said quietly, staring into the dark amber liquid of his mug.
“I would walk through fire for Grace, Mr. Vance. You should know that by now,” the nanny answered honestly.
