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00:00The first step to landing. A nanny job with a billionaire family?
00:04Strip naked. For inspection. Body odor? Out. Tattoos? Out. Bad breath? Out.
00:13Round one was all physical. I made it through. But that was just round one.
00:18500 women walked in. Only 100 were left standing. And that.
00:23$80,000 monthly paycheck? I needed it too badly to lose. Then they marched us.
00:30Out onto this giant lawn. That was when it hit everybody. We still hadn't even made it.
00:35Through the Vaughn's front door. The second people realized that. The whole crowd got tenser.
00:41Every woman there looked. Like she was auditioning for a different job entirely.
00:46Like they wanted Mr. Vaughn to notice them. Before they ever met the baby.
00:51Only me? I quietly slipped to the very back. I stood there plain as hell.
00:55Trying to disappear. Right then. Miss Walker's face went cold. She announced the second round
01:02had started. Everybody stay where you are. You could feel the disappointment ripple through
01:07the crowd. Wasn't Mr. Evan Vaughn supposed to be here? I wasn't confused at all. A man like that
01:13would never show up in person. Without thinking, I looked up at the house. The main building was
01:19seven stories tall. And sure enough. On the top floor terrace. There was a man in black. Tall.
01:26Straight backed. Even from that far away. The aura radiating from him was freezing.
01:31It punched right through the distance. I dropped my eyes instantly. I didn't dare look again.
01:37Then Miss Walker started calling people out. One after another. She picked them. Before I knew it,
01:52nine spots were gone. There was only one slot left. The air on that lawn felt solid. My palms were
01:58soaked.
01:59My sister's medical bills were on my back. I could not lose. While Miss Walker's eyes swept over the
02:05crowd. I suddenly stepped forward. My voice came out clear and steady. Mrs. Walker. I'd like to put
02:11myself forward. While Miss Walker's eyes swept over the crowd. I suddenly stepped forward. My voice came
02:18out clear and steady. Mrs. Walker. I'd like to put myself forward. Every head snapped toward me. All those
02:24women looked like a field of flowers. Bright colors. Perfect hair. Full makeup. And there I was.
02:31In a standard nanny uniform. Plain as paper. My outfit looked almost pathetic next to theirs.
02:38Ms. Walker looked me over. Her voice turned sharp. Why are you dressed like that? I kept my chin up.
02:45Because I wasn't here to play dress up. I'm applying to be a newborn nanny. Not a secretary. It's soft
02:51cotton. Breathable, washable, and safe for a newborn's skin. I tied my hair up so no loose strands would brush
02:58against the baby. To me, a child's comfort matters more than looking polished for adults.
03:04The second I finished. Dozens of hateful eyes drilled into me. They all heard what I was really
03:10saying. That they looked pretty. But none of them looked qualified. I didn't care. I wasn't there for
03:17pride. I was there for the paycheck. When I glanced up at the terrace. I caught a glimpse of a
03:22man in black
03:23watching us. Even from that distance. He looked cold enough to freeze the air. This woman was far
03:29more convincing. Than the others caked in makeup. A shame, really. She couldn't mask the hunger in her
03:36eyes. And somehow, I actually made it into the final round. The ten of us were led inside. Inside,
03:42the place looked exactly the way obscene wealth always does. Gold accents, crystal chandeliers,
03:49and more money than taste. Ms. Walker kept it short. The final test will happen in front of
03:55Mrs. Vaughn and Mr. Vaughn. You will each have three minutes to show your professional infant care
04:01skills. Only one person will be selected. The second she finished. Ten maids walked in. Each one was
04:08carrying a baby. Everybody sucked in a breath. That was when I realized. The real hell was only
04:13starting. Then the elevator doors slid open without a sound. The woman in front wore a fitted silk dress.
04:20Elegant posture. Ice-cold face. And the man walking beside her. Was the same one from the terrace.
04:27Evan Vaughn. He had actually come down. I lowered my head right away in the crowd.
04:33But the next second, Mrs. Vaughn clicked forward in her heels. And stopped in front of the first woman.
04:40You wore heels.
04:44Are you trying to make my grandson fall? Before anyone could react, she turned to the second woman.
04:51Another slap. Who is this makeup for? You trying to poison my grandson?
04:56Then she pivoted to the third. That skirt is cut that high. Who exactly are you trying to seduce?
05:04Three slaps. Fast. Brutal. All three women dropped to the floor. Blood seeped from the corners of their
05:11mouths. The whole hall went dead. Not one sound. The remaining candidates went sheet white. For a
05:18paycheck like that. Apparently even public humiliation was part of the interview. Then those heels clicked
05:24again. Closer. Closer. And stopped right in front of me. I could feel that cold stare on me. It moved
05:32over my body inch by inch. Like a snake crawling from my head to my feet. One second passed. Then
05:39another. I could barely breathe. But somehow, Mrs. Vaughn didn't say a word. She just walked past me.
05:46I had barely let out half a breath. When a man's voice cut through the room. Cold. Hard. Sharp.
05:53Evan stood under the crystal chandelier. His lips barely moved.
05:58Mother. You missed one.
06:01He stepped forward. Long legs. Slow steps. Straight toward me. The toe of his black shoe stopped.
06:08Less than an inch from my foot. He lowered his eyes. His gaze landed on my waist. His voice held
06:15no warmth.
06:16That uniform doesn't fit the way you think it does. Then he pulled a pen from his suit pocket.
06:21A steel pen. Cold as ice. Through the thin fabric. He traced it slowly across my chest.
06:28Right where the shirt pulled tight. My whole body locked up. Then his eyes slid lower.
06:33To my bare ankle. Your pants are short too.
06:37You keep talking about what's best for infants. But you're not nearly as innocent as you sound.
06:43His presence swallowed me whole. The air around him smelled like winter. Like frost. Like snow.
06:50The truth was simple. I'd bought this outfit when I was 16. For the last three years. Every single
06:57dollar I had went to my sister's treatment. How could I afford new clothes? But I couldn't say that.
07:02I couldn't tell the truth. So I forced myself to meet his eyes. The kind of eyes that seemed to
07:08see
07:09everything. Mr. Vaughan. I held on and answered anyway. What matters more? A perfect fit? Or safe
07:16fabric for a baby? Enough. He cut me off instantly. No emotion. No hesitation. Take her away.
07:24Two words. That was it. The bodyguards moved the second.
07:28I was done. Once a woman gets labeled manipulative in this business. Forget 80 grand a month. She
07:42doesn't work again. Right when they were about to drag me out. A horrible sound ripped through the
07:47hole. A baby was coughing. Not normal coughing. This was violent. Like his tiny lungs were tearing
07:55apart. It was the baby in the old butler's arms. His little face was turning blue. His arms and legs
08:01started jerking. He looked like he was about to die. Mrs. Vaughan lost it. She screamed so hard her voice
08:08cracked. My boy! Somebody save Noah! I'll give $10,000! No, $10,000 wasn't right. This was my only shot.
08:19I drove my elbow back. And slammed the guard off me. Then I ran back inside.
08:25Ma'am, the baby is choking! Shut up! A nanny named Denise cut me off hard. She glared at me
08:31like I was
08:32trash. What would a little girl like you know? Then she sneered. I knew it. Just some little slut
08:39trying to get Mr. Vaughan's attention. They shoved me all the way to the back. Then they rushed a crowd
08:45around the baby. Mrs. Vaughan, it's all right. It's just a dry cough. Give him some warm water.
08:51He'll be fine. He'll be fine. Let me do it. I'm best at infant massage. While a maid ran to
08:58get
08:58water, I yelled again. Stop! Don't give him water! Something is stuck in his throat! I'm the one people
09:05call when babies are in trouble. And you? You're some nobody from the middle of nowhere. You think you get
09:12to question me? The other nannies jumped right in. Denise says it's a dry seasonal cough. Then that's
09:18what it is. She's never wrong! Even the old butler looked at me coldly. Everything the young master
09:24uses is fully sterilized. There is no way anything got in his throat. The room dissolved. Into panic
09:31and bad advice. Then Evan's face darkened. The whole hall went heavy and cold. The pressure dropped
09:37instantly. Get her out of here. The guards closed in again. And right in front of me. Denise grabbed
09:44the bottle. And started tipping water. Toward the baby's mouth. His face was already blue purple.
09:51If that water went in. Whatever was stuck there. Would wedge even deeper. Then he really wouldn't make it.
09:59I couldn't just stand there and watch a baby die. I whispered. I'm sorry. Then I slammed forward.
10:06I shoved through the crowd with everything I had. Before anyone could stop me. I snatched
10:12that half dead baby. Right out of the butler's arms. The whole room exploded.
10:19If you don't give him water he'll die of thirst. Mrs. Vaughn's eyes went blood red. She looked so
10:25terrified. She could have dropped to her knees. Miss, I'll give you anything you want. Please,
10:31please don't hurt my grandson. But I held the baby tight. Mom, I'm trying to save him. I flipped him
10:39face down fast. One hand locked his jaw and neck steady. Then I raised my other hand and struck his
10:45back. Hard. Fast. Precise. Every hit landed like it hit everybody's chest. Stop! You're beating him to
10:57death! Denise was screaming now. Then Evan's voice cut in like ice. Take her down. Dead or alive.
11:04The guards pulled out stun batons. Blue arcs smashed through the air. They started closing in from every
11:10side. I heard none of it. I kept hitting his back. I was small enough that the baby felt heavy
11:16in my arms.
11:17Sweat was pouring down my forehead. But I could not stop. Then finally. Cough. The baby suddenly gagged.
11:25And spit out a huge clump of nasty mucus. I let out one shaking breath. Thank god. But the very
11:32next
11:32second. His weak little breathing seemed to stop completely. His tiny body went limp in my arms.
11:38Totally limp. No movement. Nothing. The whole hall fell dead silent. Then Mrs. Bond got out of
11:46screen. So that didn't even sound human. Before I could react. Someone ripped the baby out of my arms.
11:53Smack! A hard slap blew across my face. It hit so hard. I crashed to the floor. My ears rang
12:00instantly.
12:01Everything buzzed. Then a shadow dropped over me. Evan Bond. He stood there holding the baby.
12:07His eyes were so cold they burned. Even an infant isn't off limits for you.
12:12I had underestimated just how low. He thought I could go. His voice came down. Like a death sentence.
12:19Send her to the police. They hauled me up again. Like I was some criminal. Then the family doctor came
12:26running in. And suddenly shouted. Wait! He dropped to a crouch. Then he used tweezers. To pick through the pile
12:34of vomit. His voice turned shaky. Mr. Bond look. In that milky mess. There really was a tiny wet clump
12:44of
12:44white fuzz. At that exact second. A full cry. He was back. The bluish tint on his little face faded
12:51fast.
12:51Color rushed right back in. The whole hole froze. I was right. Mrs. Bond reacted first. The grief vanished
13:00right off her face. She switched gears instantly. Mrs. Walker. Help Miss Lena.
13:06Then her eyes slashed toward Denise and the others. Take all of them away.
13:12Defaffirmation. Gross negligence. Send them to the police. Denise and her group went ghost white.
13:20They started crying. Begging. Falling apart. She walked straight to me. Her face was full of
13:27polished regret. Miss Lane. You've been wronged. You saved my grandson. Here's your reward. One hundred
13:33thousand dollars. I'm sending you the money right now. I pulled out my old busted phone. The screen was
13:40cracked all the way across. Then my phone chimed. Payment received. I looked down again. To make sure I
13:47hadn't misread it. It wasn't one hundred thousand. It was two. Mrs. Bond's tone turned warm and smooth.
13:54The extra hundred is for medical costs and compensation. Evan went too far. Don't take it to heart.
14:01I stared at the balance on my screen. I'd never seen that much money in my life. My fingers shook.
14:07My face still burned from the slap. But that pain was nothing next to. The humiliation in my chest.
14:13If it weren't for my sister. I would have thrown that money back at them. And slapped him right across
14:19the face. But I couldn't. Mrs. Bond looked like she was protecting me. But she
14:24never once made Evan apologize. So I shoved every feeling down. And forced out a smile.
14:31Thank you ma'am. Of course. Evan Bond's voice cut in cold as ice. He stared at my swollen face.
14:37So you were here for the money. Then his lips moved again. Barely. And a lucky guess is worth all
14:44this?
14:45Lucky guess? That was his verdict on me. I snapped my head up. And looked him right in the eyes.
14:51If saving him was a lucky guess? Then what about you? I took a step forward. Then another.
14:57Pushing right up into his space. The previous nanny just left. And your nephew almost died right after.
15:03Doesn't that worry you? Some jobs need an actual professional. Right now I'm the only option you've
15:09got. So tell me, Mr. Volf. What are you willing to pay? I saw an opening and went straight for
15:15it. The
15:15whole room looked stunned. Someone had actually dared. To talk to Evan Bond like that. But in Mrs.
15:22Bond's eyes. Something lit up. Sharp. Excited. Good. Very good. Clara Lane. I'm formally hiring you
15:32as my grandson's exclusive infant specialist. 200,000 a month. The room went dead again. Even I didn't see
15:40that number coming. After Mrs. Vaughn left with the baby. The huge hall was finally empty. Just me.
15:47Then a shadow fell over me again. Evan hadn't left. He walked straight back toward me. That tall frame.
15:54That crushing pressure. He stopped in front of me. Clara Lane. Her approval doesn't mean you've made it.
16:02Three day trial period. His gaze swept over me. If the baby doesn't adjust to you within three days,
16:08you're out. Then he turned and walked away. As he passed the trash can, he casually tossed in the
16:15steel pen. That had touched me earlier. Like he was throwing out something dirty. Something disposable.
16:22I knew it then. The real test was only starting now. Pretty soon. A lawyer in gold-rimmed glasses
16:28walked up to me. He handed me a contract. And a rule book. Thick as a brick. His tone was
16:36matter of fact.
16:36Recite the house rules without a mistake. Then you can sign. I looked down at the cover.
16:43Stamped in gold letters. Bond household staff rules. There had to be at least 500 rules. If I messed up,
16:50I'd get eliminated at the very first hurdle. I flipped through it fast. Page after page. Rule after rule.
16:58Just as the lawyer was about to leave. I stopped him. Excuse me. One second. He turned back.
17:05I met his eyes. I've memorized them. He looked stunned. Flat out suspicious.
17:131. On call 24 hours a day. No exceptions. 2. Phones must be surrendered at all times.
17:22No devices inside the main house. 3. Walk quietly. Step aside for the family.
17:28Stand with hands lowered when awaiting instructions. I kept going. One rule after another. Word for word.
17:36Not a single mistake. The lawyer was completely shaken. In 10 years. He'd never seen anyone with
17:42memory like that. I lowered my eyes. To him. It looked impressive. To me. It was nothing special.
17:50Just one more survival skill. I grew up with no safety net.
17:55Juan Guerra急 you know that was in Virginiaango and won the drug morgue.
17:55But anyway, if I'm on accident, he to go. gospel of the movie.
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