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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.
00:39The whole crowd got tenser. Every woman there looked.
00:43Like she was auditioning for a different job entirely. Like they wanted Mr. Vaughn to notice
00:48them. Before they ever met the baby. Only me? I quietly slipped to the very back.
00:54I stood there plain as hell. Trying to disappear. Right then.
00:58Ms. Walker's face went cold. She announced the second round had started.
01:03Everybody stay where you are. You could feel the disappointment ripple through the crowd.
01:08Wasn't Mr. Evan Vaughn supposed to be here? I wasn't confused at all. A man like that would
01:13never 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.
01:25Straight back. 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 Ms. Walker started calling people out.
01:47One after another. She picked them. Before I knew it, nine spots were gone. There was only one slot
01:55left. The air on that lawn felt solid. My palms were soaked. My sister's medical bills were on my back.
02:01I could not lose. While Ms. Walker's eyes swept over the crowd. I suddenly stepped forward.
02:07My voice came out clear and steady. Mrs. Walker. I'd like to put myself forward.
02:12While Ms. Walker's eyes swept over the crowd. I suddenly stepped forward. My voice came out clear
02:18and 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.
02:32In a standard nanny uniform. Plain as paper. My outfit looked almost pathetic next to theirs.
02:38Mrs. Walker looked me over. Her voice turned sharp.
02:42Why are you dressed like that? I kept my chin up. Because I wasn't here to play dress up.
02:47I'm applying to be a newborn nanny. Not a secretary.
02:50It's soft cotton. Breathable, washable, and safe for a newborn's skin. I tied my hair up so no loose
02:58strands would brush against the baby. To me, a child's comfort matters more than looking polished for
03:03adults. The second I finished. Dozens of hateful eyes drilled into me. They all heard what I was
03:09really saying. That they looked pretty. But none of them looked qualified. I didn't care. I wasn't
03:16there for pride. I was there for the paycheck. When I glanced up at the terrace. I caught a glimpse
03:22of a man in black watching us. Even from that distance. He looked cold enough to freeze the air.
03:28This woman was far more convincing. Than the others caked in makeup. A shame, really. She couldn't mask
03:35the hunger in her eyes. And somehow, I actually made it into the final round. The ten of us were
03:41led
03:41inside. Inside, the place looked exactly the way obscene wealth always does. Gold accents,
03:48crystal chandeliers, and more money than taste. Ms. Walker kept it short. The final
03:54test will happen in front of Mrs. Vaughn and Mr. Vaughn. You will each have three minutes to show
03:59your professional infant care skills. Only one person will be selected.
04:03The second she finished. Ten maids walked in. Each one was carrying a baby. Everybody sucked in a
04:10breath. That was when I realized. The real hell was only starting. Then the elevator doors slid open
04:16without a sound. The woman in front wore a fitted silk dress. Elegant posture. Ice-cold face. And the
04:23man walking beside her. Was the same one from the terrace. Evan Vaughn. He had actually come down.
04:29I lowered my head right away in the crowd. But the next second, Mrs. Vaughn clicked forward in her
04:36heels. And stopped in front of the first woman. You wore heels. Are you trying to make my grandson
04:45fall? Before anyone could react, she turned to the second woman. Another slap. Who is this makeup for?
04:54You trying to poison my grandson? Then she pivoted to the third.
05:00That skirt is cut that high. Who exactly are you trying to seduce? Three slaps. Fast. Brutal.
05:07All three women dropped to the floor. Blood seeped from the corners of their mouths. The whole hall went
05:13dead. Not one sound. The remaining candidates went sheet white. For a paycheck like that. Apparently even
05:20public humiliation. Was part of the interview. Then those heels clicked again. Closer. Closer. And stopped
05:28right in front of me. I could feel that cold stare on me. It moved over my body inch by
05:33inch. Like a
05:35snake crawling from my head to my feet. One second passed. Then another. I could barely breathe. But
05:41somehow, Mrs. Vaughn didn't say a word. She just walked past me. I had barely let out half a breath.
05:48When a man's voice cut through the room. Cold. Hard. Sharp. Evan stood under the crystal chandelier.
05:55His lips barely moved. Mother. We missed one. He stepped forward. Long legs. Slow steps. Straight
06:05toward me. The toe of his black shoe stopped. Less than an inch from my foot. He lowered his eyes.
06:12His gaze landed on my waist. His voice held no warmth. That uniform doesn't fit the way you think
06:18it does. Then he pulled a pen from his suit pocket. A steel pen. Cold as ice. Through the thin
06:25fabric.
06:26He traced it slowly across my chest. Right where the shirt pulled tight. My whole body locked up.
06:32Then his eyes slid lower. To my bare ankle. Your pants are short too. You keep talking
06:38about what's best for infants. But you're not nearly as innocent as you sound. His presence
06:44swallowed me whole. The air around him smelled like winter. Like frost. Like snow. The truth was
06:51simple. I bought this outfit when I was 16. For the last three years. Every single dollar I had went
06:58to
06:58my sister's treatment. How could I afford new clothes? But I couldn't say that. I couldn't tell
07:04the truth. So I forced myself to meet his eyes. The kind of eyes that seemed to see everything.
07:09Mr. Vaughn. I held on and answered anyway. What matters more? A perfect fit? Or safe fabric
07:16for a baby? Enough. He cut me off instantly. No emotion. No hesitation. Take her away.
07:23Two words. That was it. The bodyguards moved the second. One of them attempted to walk over my
07:31mouth. Another twisted my arms completely down. They started dragging me out. I was done.
07:37Once a woman gets labeled manipulative in this business. Forget 80 grand a month. She doesn't
07:42work again. Right when they were about to drag me out. A horrible sound ripped through the hall.
07:48A baby was coughing. Not normal coughing. This was violent. Like his tiny lungs were tearing apart.
07:55It 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. Vaughn 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 trash.
08:32What would a little girl like you know? Then she sneered. I knew it. Just some little
08:38slut trying to get Mr. Vaughn's attention. They shoved me all the way to the back. Then they rushed
08:45a crowd around the baby. Mrs. Vaughn, 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 water,
08:58I yelled again. Stop! Don't give him water. Something is stuck in his throat. I'm the one
09:05people call when babies are in trouble. And you? You're some nobody from the middle of nowhere.
09:11You think you get to question me? The other nannies jumped right in. Denise says it's a dry
09:16seasonal cough. Then that's what it is. She's never wrong. Even the old butler looked at me coldly.
09:23Everything the young master uses is fully sterilized. There is no way anything got in
09:28his throat. The room dissolved into panic and bad advice. Then Evan's face darkened. The whole
09:35haul went heavy and cold. The pressure dropped instantly. Get her out of here. The guards closed
09:41in again. And right in front of me, Denise grabbed the bottle and started tipping water toward the baby's
09:48mouth. His face was already blue purple. If that water went in. Whatever was stuck there. Would wedge
09:55even deeper. Then he really wouldn't make it. I couldn't just stand there and watch a baby die.
10:02I whispered. I'm sorry. Then I slammed forward. I shoved through the crowd with everything I had.
10:09Before anyone could stop me. I snatched that half dead baby. Right out of the butler's arms.
10:15The whole room exploded. If you don't give him water, he'll die of thirst.
10:22Mrs. Vaughn's eyes went blood red. She looked so terrified. She could have dropped to her knees.
10:28Miss, I'll give you anything you want. Please, please don't hurt my grandson.
10:34But I held the baby tight. Ma'am, I'm trying to save him.
10:38I flipped him face down fast. One hand locked his jaw and neck steady. Then I raised my other hand
10:44and
10:44struck his back. Hard, fast, precise. Every hit landed like it hit everybody's chest.
10:54Stop! You're beating him to death! Denise was screaming now. Then Evan's voice cut in like ice.
11:01Take her down. Dead or alive. The guards pulled out stun batons. Blue arcs smashed through the air.
11:09They started closing in from every side. I heard none of it. I kept hitting his back.
11:14I was small enough that the baby felt heavy in my arms. Sweat was pouring down my forehead.
11:19But 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.
11:31But the very next second. His weak little breathing seemed to stop completely. His tiny body went limp in
11:38my arms. Totally limp. No movement. Nothing. The whole hall fell dead silent. Then Mrs. Fong let out of
11:46room. So while it 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 bombed. He stood there holding the baby. His eyes
12:08were so cold they burned. Even an infant isn't off limits for you. I had underestimated just how low.
12:14He thought I could go. His voice came down. Like a death sentence.
12:19Send her to the police.
12:21They hauled me up again. Like I was some criminal. Then the family doctor came running in. And suddenly
12:27shouted. Wait!
12:29He dropped to a crouch. Then he used tweezers. To pick through the pile of vomit. His voice turned shaky.
12:39Mr. Fong look.
12:40In that milky mess. There really was a tiny wet clump of white fuzz. At that exact second. A full
12:47cry. He was back. The bluish tint on his little face faded fast. Color rushed right back in. The
12:54whole hall froze. I was right. Mrs. Fong reacted first. The grief vanished right off her face.
13:00She switched gears instantly. Mrs. Walker. Help Ms. Lane up. Then her eyes slashed toward Denise and the
13:08others. Take all of them away. Diff affirmation. Gross negligence. Send them to the police!
13:18Denise and her group went ghost white. They started crying. Begging. Falling apart. She walked straight to
13:25me. Her face was full of polished regret. Miss Lane. You've been wronged. You saved my grandson.
13:31Here's your reward. One hundred thousand dollars. I'm sending you the money right now. I pulled out
13:38my old busted phone. The screen was cracked all the way across. Then my phone chimed. Payment received.
13:44I looked down again. To make sure I hadn't misread it. It wasn't one hundred thousand. It was two.
13:52Mrs. Fong's tone turned warm and smooth. The extra hundred is for medical costs and
13:57compensation. Evan went too far. Don't take it to heart. I stared at the balance on my screen.
14:03I'd never seen that much money in my life. My fingers shook. My face still burned from the slap.
14:09But that pain was nothing next to the humiliation in my chest. If it weren't for my sister,
14:15I would have thrown that money back at them and slapped him right across the face. But I couldn't.
14:21Mrs. Fong looked like she was protecting me. But she never once made Evan apologize.
14:26So I shoved every feeling down and forced out a smile. Thank you, ma'am. Of course.
14:33Evan Fong's voice cut in cold as ice. He stared at my swollen face. So you were here for the
14:39money.
14:39Then his lips moved again. Barely. And a lucky guess is worth all this?
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. Pushing
14:58right 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.
15:15The whole room looked stunned. Someone had actually dared to talk to Evan Fong like that.
15:21But in Mrs. Fong's eyes, something lit up. Sharp. Excited. Good. Very good.
15:29Clara Lane. I'm formally hiring you as my grandson's exclusive infant specialist. 200,000 a month.
15:38The room went dead again. Even I didn't see that number coming. After Mrs. Vaughn left with the baby.
15:44The huge hall was finally empty. Just me. Then a shadow fell over me again. Evan hadn't left.
15:51He walked straight back toward me. That tall frame. That crushing pressure. He stopped in front of me.
15:58Clara Lane. Her approval doesn't mean you've made it. Three day trial period. His gaze swept over me.
16:06If the baby doesn't adjust to you within three days, you're out. Then he turned and walked away. As he
16:12passed the trash can, he casually tossed him a steel pen. That had touched me earlier. Like he was throwing
16:19out something dirty. Something disposable. I knew it then. The real test was only starting now. Pretty
16:26soon. A lawyer in gold rimmed glasses. Walked up to me. He handed me a contract. And a rule book.
16:34Thick as a brick. His tone was matter of fact. Recite the house rules without a mistake. Then you can
16:40sign.
16:41I looked down at the cover. Stamped in gold letters. Bond household staff rules. There had to be at least
16:48500 rules. If I messed up. I'd get eliminated at the very first hurdle. I flipped through it fast.
16:55Page after page. Rule after rule. Just as the lawyer was about to leave. I stopped him.
17:02Excuse me. One second. He turned back. I met his eyes. I've memorized them. He looked stunned.
17:10Flat out suspicious. One. On call 24 hours a day. No exceptions. Two. Phones must be surrendered at all
17:21times. No devices inside the main house. Three. Walk quietly. Step aside for the family. Stand with
17:29hands lowered when awaiting instructions. I kept going. One rule after another. Word for word. Not a single
17:36mistake. The lawyer was completely shaken. In 10 years. He'd never seen anyone with memory like that.
17:44I lowered my eyes. To him. It looked impressive. To me. It was nothing special. Just one more survival
17:52skill. I grew up with no safety net.
17:55I hate that.
17:55I drank that fast.
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