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00:01The first step to landing. A nanny job with a billionaire family? Strip naked.
00:07For inspection. Body odor? Out. Tattoos? Out. Bad breath? Out. Round one was all physical.
00:16I made it through. But that was just round one. 500 women walked in. Only 100 were left standing.
00:24And that. $80,000 monthly paycheck? I needed it too badly to lose. Then they marched us.
00:31Out onto this giant lawn. That was when it hit everybody. We still hadn't even made it.
00:37Through the Vaughn's front door. The second people realized that. The whole crowd got tenser.
00:43Every woman there looked. Like she was auditioning for a different job entirely.
00:48Like they wanted Mr. Vaughn to notice them. Before they ever met the baby. Only me?
00:54I quietly slipped to the very back. I stood there plain as hell. Trying to disappear.
01:00Right then. Ms. Walker's face went cold. She announced the second round had started.
01:05Everybody stay where you are. You could feel the disappointment ripple through the crowd.
01:10Wasn't Mr. Evan Vaughn supposed to be here? I wasn't confused at all. A man like that would
01:16never show up in person. Without thinking, I looked up at the house. The main building was
01:21seven stories tall. And sure enough. On the top floor terrace. There was a man in black. Tall.
01:28Straight backed. Even from that far away. The aura radiating from him was freezing.
01:34It punched right through the distance. I dropped my eyes instantly. I didn't dare look again.
01:39Then Ms. Walker started calling people out.
01:43Center of the first row advance. Left side. Third row second position. Advance.
01:51One after another. She picked them. Before I knew it, nine spots were gone. There was only one slot
01:58left. The air on that lawn felt solid. My palms were soaked. My sister's medical bills were on my back.
02:04I could not lose. While Ms. Walker's eyes swept over the crowd. I suddenly stepped forward.
02:11My voice came out clear and steady. Mrs. Walker. I'd like to put myself forward.
02:16While Ms. Walker's eyes swept over the crowd. I suddenly stepped forward. My voice came out clear
02:21and steady. Mrs. Walker. I'd like to put myself forward. Every head snapped toward me. All those
02:28women looked like a field of flowers. Bright colors. Perfect hair. Full makeup. And there I was.
02:35In a standard nanny uniform. Plain as paper. My outfit looked almost pathetic next to theirs.
02:42Ms. Walker looked me over. Her voice turned sharp. Why are you dressed like that? I kept my chin up.
02:49Because I wasn't here to play dress up. I'm applying to be a newborn nanny. Not a secretary.
02:54It's soft cotton. Breathable. Washable. And safe. For a newborn's skin. I tied my hair up so no loose
03:01strands would brush against the baby. To me. A child's comfort matters more than looking polished
03:06for adults. The second I finished. Dozens of hateful eyes drilled into me. They all heard what I was
03:14really saying. That they looked pretty. But none of them looked qualified. I didn't care. I wasn't there
03:21for pride. I was there for the paycheck. When I glanced up at the terrace. I caught a glimpse of
03:26a man in black watching us. Even from that distance. He looked cold enough to freeze the air.
03:32This woman was far more convincing. Than the others caked in makeup. A shame, really. She couldn't mask
03:39the hunger in her eyes. And somehow. I actually made it into the final round. The ten of us were
03:45led inside.
03:46Inside. Inside. The place looked exactly. The way obscene wealth always does. Gold accents.
03:52Crystal chandeliers. And more money than taste. Ms. Walker kept it short. The final test will happen
03:59in front of Mrs. Vaughn and Mr. Vaughn. You will each have three minutes to show your professional
04:05infant care skills. Only one person will be selected. The second she finished. Ten maids walked in.
04:11Each one was carrying a baby. Everybody sucked in a breath. That was when I realized. The real hell
04:18was only starting. Then the elevator doors slid open without a sound. The woman in front wore a
04:23fitted silk dress. Elegant posture. Ice cold face. And the man walking beside her. Was the same one
04:30from the terrace. Evan Vaughn. He had actually come down. I lowered my head right away in the crowd.
04:38But the next second. Mrs. Vaughn clicked forward in her heels. And stopped in front of the first
04:44woman. You wore heels. Are you trying to make my grandson fall? Before anyone could react.
04:53She turned to the second woman. Another slap. Who is this makeup for? You trying to poison my grandson?
05:02Then she pivoted to the third. That skirt is cut that high. Who exactly are you trying to seduce?
05:10Three slaps. That's brutal. All three women dropped to the floor. Blood seeped from the corners of their
05:17mouths. The whole hall went dead. Not one sound. The remaining candidates went sheet white. For a
05:24paycheck like that. Apparently even public humiliation. Was part of the interview. Then those heels clicked
05:30again. Closer. Closer. And stopped right in front of me. I could feel that cold stare on me. It moved
05:38over
05:38my body inch by inch. Like a snake crawling from my head to my feet. One second passed. Then another.
05:45I could
05:46barely breathe. But somehow, Mrs. Vaughn didn't say a word. She just walked past me. I had barely let out
05:53half a breath. When a man's voice cut through the room. Cold. Hard. Sharp. Evan stood under the crystal
06:01chandelier. His lips barely moved. Mother. I missed one. He stepped forward. Long legs. Slow steps.
06:11Straight toward me. The toe of his black shoe stopped. Less than an inch from my foot. He lowered his
06:18eyes.
06:18His gaze landed on my waist. His voice held no warmth. That uniform doesn't fit the way you think
06:24it does. Then he pulled a pen from his suit pocket. A steel pen. Cold as ice. Through the thin
06:31fabric.
06:32He traced it slowly across my chest. Right where the shirt pulled tight. My whole body locked up.
06:39Then his eyes slid lower. To my bare ankle. Your pants are short too. You keep talking about what's best
06:46for infants. But you're not nearly as innocent as you seem. His presence swallowed me whole. The air
06:53around him smelled like winter. Like frost. Like snow. The truth was simple. I bought this outfit when
07:00I was 16. For the last three years. Every single dollar I had went to my sister's treatment. How could
07:07I afford new clothes? But I couldn't say that. I couldn't tell the truth. So I forced myself to meet
07:13his eyes. The kind of eyes that seemed to see everything. Mr. Varney. I held on and answered
07:19anyway. What matters more? A perfect fit? Or safe fabric for a baby? Enough. He cut me off
07:26instantly. No emotion. No hesitation. Take her away. Two words. That was it. The bodyguards
07:34moved the second. One of them flimped off. Another twisted my arms behind me. They started dragging me
07:43out. I was done. Once a woman gets labeled manipulative in this business. Forget 80 grand a
07:49month. She doesn't work again. Right when they were about to drag me out. A horrible sound ripped
07:55through the hall. A baby was coughing. Not normal coughing. This was violent. Like his tiny lungs were
08:02tearing apart. It was the baby in the old butler's arms. His little face was turning blue. His arms and
08:09legs started jerking. He looked like he was about to die. Mrs. Vaughn lost it. She screamed so hard
08:16her voice cracked. My boy. Somebody save Noah. I'll give $10,000. No. $10,000 wasn't right. This was my
08:27only
08:27shot. I drove my elbow back and slammed the guard off me. Then I ran back inside.
08:34Ma'am the baby is choking. Shut up. A nanny named Denise cut me off hard. She glared at me
08:39like I was
08:40trash. What would a little girl like you know? Then she sneered. I knew it. Just some little slut trying
08:48to get Mr. Vaughn's attention. They shoved me all the way to the back. Then they rushed a crowd around
08:54the baby. Mrs. Vaughn it's alright. It's just a dry cough. Give him some warm water. He'll be fine.
09:01He'll be fine. Let me do it. I'm best at infant massage. While a maid ran to get water. I
09:07yelled
09:08again. Stop! Don't give him water. Something is stuck in his throat. I'm the one people call when babies
09:15are in trouble. And you? You're some nobody from the middle of nowhere. You think you get to question
09:22me? The other nannies jumped right in. Denise says it's a dry seasonal cough. Then that's what
09:27it is. She's never wrong. Even the old butler looked at me coldly. Everything the young master
09:33uses is fully sterilized. There is no way anything got in his throat. The room dissolved. Into panic
09:40and bad advice. Then Evan's face darkened. The whole hall went heavy and cold. The pressure dropped
09:47instantly. Get her out of here. The guards closed in again. And right in front of me. Denise grabbed
09:54the bottle. And started tipping water. Toward the baby's mouth. His face was already blue purple.
10:00If that water went in. Whatever was stuck there. Would wedge even deeper. Then he really wouldn't
10:07make it. I couldn't just stand there and watch a baby die. I whispered. I'm sorry. Then I slammed
10:15forward. I shoved through the crowd with everything I had. Before anyone could stop me. I snatched that
10:22half-dead baby. Right out of the butler's arms. The whole room exploded. If you don't give him water
10:31he'll die of thirst. Mrs. Vaughn's eyes went blood red. She looked so terrified. She could have dropped
10:37to her knees. Miss. I'll give you anything you want. Please. Please don't hurt my grandson. But I
10:44held the baby tight. Ma'am. I'm trying to save him. I flipped him face down fast. One hand locked
10:51his jaw
10:52and neck steady. Then I raised my other hand and struck his back. Hard. Fast. Precise.
11:01Every hit landed like it hit everybody's chest.
11:04Stop! You're beating him to death! Denise was screaming now. Then Evan's voice cut in like ice.
11:12Take her down. Dead or alive. The guards pulled out stun batons. Blue arcs snapped through the air.
11:19They started closing in from every side. I heard none of it. I kept hitting his back.
11:25I was small enough that the baby felt heavy in my arms. Sweat was pouring down my forehead.
11:30But I could not stop. Then finally. Cough. The baby suddenly gagged. And spit out a huge clump of nasty
11:38mucus. I let out one shaking breath. Thank God. But the very next second. His weak little breathing
11:45seemed to stop completely. His tiny body went limp in my arms. Totally limp. No movement.
11:52Nothing. The whole hall fell dead silent. Then Mrs. Fong got out of screen. So why it didn't even sound
11:59human? Before I could react. Someone ripped the baby out of my arms. Smack! A hard slot blew across my
12:07face.
12:07It hit so hard. I crashed to the floor. My ears rang instantly. Everything buzzed. Then a shadow
12:14dropped over me. Evan bombed. He stood there holding the baby. His eyes were so cold they burned.
12:21Even an infant isn't off limits for you. I had underestimated just how low. He thought I could
12:27go. His voice came down. Like a death sentence. Send her to the police. They hauled me up again.
12:34Like I was some criminal. Then the family doctor came running in. And suddenly shouted.
12:40Wait!
12:40He dropped to a crouch. Then he used tweezers. To pick through the pile of vomit. His voice turned shaky.
12:50Mr. Fong look.
12:52In that milky mess. There really was a tiny wet clump of white fuzz. At that exact second. A full
12:59cry.
12:59He was back. The bluish tint on his little face faded fast. Color rushed right back in.
13:06The whole hole froze. I was right. Mrs. Fong reacted first. The grief vanished right off her face.
13:13She switched gears instantly. Mrs. Walker. Help Miss Lena.
13:18Then her eyes slashed toward Denise and the others.
13:21Take all of them away.
13:24Defaffirmation. Gross negligence.
13:29Send them to the police.
13:31Denise and her group went ghost white. They started crying. Begging. Falling apart.
13:36She walked straight to me. Her face was full of polished regret.
13:40Miss Lane. You've been wronged. You saved my grandson. Here's your reward. $100,000.
13:47I'm sending you the money right now. I pulled out my old busted phone. The screen was cracked all
13:53the way across. Then my phone chimed. Payment received. I looked down again. To make sure I
14:00hadn't misread it. It wasn't $100,000. It was $2,000. Mrs. Fong's tone turned warm and smooth.
14:07The extra $100,000 is for medical costs and compensation. Evan went too far. Don't take it to heart.
14:13I stared at the balance on my screen. I'd never seen that much money in my life.
14:18My fingers shook. My face still burned from the slap. But that pain was nothing next to
14:24the humiliation in my chest. If it weren't for my sister, I would have thrown that money back at
14:30them and slapped him right across the face. But I couldn't. Mrs. Fong looked like she was protecting
14:37me. But she never once made Evan apologize. So I shoved every feeling down and forced out a smile.
14:44Thank you, ma'am. Of course. Evan Vaughn's voice cut in cold as ice. He stared at my swollen face.
14:51So you were here for the money. Then his lips moved again. Barely. And a lucky guess is worth all
14:57this?
14:58Lucky guess? That was his verdict on me. I snapped my head up and looked him right in the eyes.
15:04If saving him was a lucky guess? Then what about you? I took a step forward. Then another.
15:11Pushing right up into his space. The previous nanny just left. And your nephew almost died right after.
15:17Doesn't that worry you? Some jobs need an actual professional. Right now I'm the only option you've
15:22got. So tell me, Mr. Volf. What are you willing to pay? I saw an opening and went straight for
15:29it.
15:29The whole room looked stunned. Someone had actually dared to talk to Evan Vaughn like that. But in Mrs.
15:36Vaughn's eyes, something lit up. Sharp. Excited. Good. Very good. Clara Lane. I'm formally hiring you
15:46as my grandson's exclusive infant specialist. 200,000 a month. The room went dead again. Even I didn't see
15:54that number coming. After Mrs. Vaughn left with the baby. The huge hall was finally empty. Just me.
16:01Then a shadow fell over me again. Evan hadn't left. He walked straight back toward me. That tall frame.
16:09That crushing pressure. He stopped in front of me. Clara Lane. Her approval doesn't mean you've made it.
16:16Three day trial period. His gaze swept over me. If the baby doesn't adjust to you within three days,
16:23you're out. Then he turned and walked away. As he passed the trash can, he casually tossed in the
16:30steel pen. That had touched me earlier. Like he was throwing out something dirty. Something disposable.
16:36I knew it then. The real test was only starting now. Pretty soon, a lawyer in gold-rimmed glasses
16:43walked up to me. He handed me a contract and a rule book. Thick as a brick. His tone was
16:50matter of fact.
16:51Recite the house rules without a mistake. Then you can sign.
16:55I looked down at the cover. Stamped in gold letters. Bond household staff rules. There had to be at
17:02least 500 rules. If I messed up, I'd get eliminated at the very first hurdle. I flipped through it fast.
17:10Page after page. Rule after rule. Just as the lawyer was about to leave. I stopped him.
17:16Excuse me. One second. He turned back. I met his eyes. I've memorized them. He looked stunned.
17:26Flat out suspicious.
17:29One. On call 24 hours a day. No exceptions. Two. Phones must be surrendered at all times.
17:37No devices inside the main house. Three. Walk quietly. Step aside for the family.
17:43Stand with hands lowered when awaiting instructions. I kept going. One rule after another. Word for word.
17:51Not a single mistake. The lawyer was completely shaken. In 10 years. He'd never seen anyone with
17:58memory like that. I lowered my eyes. To him. It looked impressive. To me. It was nothing special.
18:07Just one more survival skill. I grew up with no-
18:10I grew up with no-
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