— Faster!—Hush! Hush!
One little brat helps another rummage through my bag.
— Oh, you! — I grab the kids by the ears. — You wanted to steal from me?!
— What’s going on here? — a man in a strict suit comes in behind me.
— Dad! — the children cry as if I’m tearing their ears off.
But I’m not—just a little.
— Who are you? — a stern look, and I immediately let the children go.
— Me? I came to get a job.
— Think of it as you’ve already been hired! The contract will be signed today!
I made a big mistake. I pulled the wrong children by the ears. And now this stern rich man gives me an ultimatum. I have to work for him for half a year as a nanny. Only… his children are real troublemakers!
Wait… Why did they suddenly become so cute?
And what does “mom” mean?
Kids, I’m not your mom!
How could it be?