Gabriel's Pov
The nanny blinked twice, then named a number high enough to make Mrs Hale whistle low. I nodded once. “Done,” I said, pulling my checkbook from the desk drawer. “You sign a paper saying you saw nothing and that you never speak my name or Elena’s again.”
She watched me write the check, eyes growing greedy. “Make it two, and I’ll forget her face too,” she said, and I wrote the new amount without hesitation. Mrs Hale fetched the agreement form we kept for staff, and the nanny signed quickly before grabbing her purse. “Pleasure doing business,” she said, smirking as she walked out the front door, with Mrs. Hale following closely to ensure she left.
I stood in the empty playroom and rubbed my neck because the silence now felt heavy. Elena came around the corner carrying fresh
