Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

Melanie looks from one lady to another. Her face beams with a beautiful smile.

“Please come in!” She opens the door wider for them to enter.

She closes the gate behind them,

“Please follow me.” She says gently, leading the way to the living room, as the ladies trail quietly behind her. Only the sounds of their shoes hitting the ground could be heard.

Melanie stands in the middle of the circled settee. She stretches out her hand forward, “Have your seat, please.” she invited them to sit when she sees that no one is making a move to sit down.

They nod, as they sink onto the couches.

Melanie kneads her palms together, feeling nervous around them “So, what are those?” She slightly raises her brows and the ladies smile sweetly at her.

“These are the dresses Mr Gordon mandated us to deliver to you, ma’am.” The same lady that spoke at the door early, utter. Melanie nods shyly and stands up to take the boxes.

“I will have to take these inside. You…”

“Elena!” The lady smiles at her name.

“So, Elena you guys should wait for me here, I would love to check with the one I’m going to pick.” Melanie bends to take one of the boxes, but Elena stops her.

“No, I’m going to dress you.” She smiles, touching the band that holds her curly Brown hair that is packed in an afro.

“Alright then.” Melanie shrugs her shoulders “Let’s head upstairs, to my room.” She says to the ladies and they agree with her as they stand up from their seats.

“Let me help you with one.” she offered a hand to the one struggling with two boxes.

“No, it’s fine, I can carry it.” The young lady protested.

“But I insist,” Melanie says with a raise of her brow. Wondering why she’s rejecting her help.

“It’s fine ma’am, she can carry them,” Elena says, giving the lady a strong look.

“Okay!” Melanie shakes her head, as she leads them towards the gigantic staircase that can suck out someone’s energy.

“The stairs are quite long and energy wrecking.” Melanie let out a grunt.

The lady chuckles, knowing that she’s a bit exaggerating it.

Finally, they get to her room door. Melanie open the door widely for them to get in.

The first lady that entered gasped at the beauty of the room. Melanie walks after them, closing the door as she moves to her bed.

There’s a single sofa in the room, Melanie has them place the boxes by the sofa side. She excuses herself to change inside the restroom.

She walks to her closet and grabs a biker shorts and a strapless bra.

She enters the bathroom and quickly change into short and a bra. Tossing her baggy dress to one side.

“Alright, I’m here.” She announces her presence as she moved toward where they stood.

“Let’s start with the first box.” Elena claps her hands and the other ladies rush to open the box.

Melanie tilts her head, wondering why they obey Elena that much.

‘Perhaps they’re just being professional.’ Melanie thought, glancing from one lady to another as they stay on their knees.

“You can’t be on a stand, please sit.” Elena smiles sweetly at her.

“Okay.” Melanie clears her throat, sitting on the sofa in a way that makes her butt seem fatter in her sitting position.

“Did you see that, I love her butt.” one of the ladies whispers into the ear of the lady next to her.

Melanie smiles inwardly, having known what they’re talking about.

“I think we should start with the red gown.” Elena let out, picking up a long red dress from the box. Follow by the accessories.

“Let’s pack your hair up.” One of the ladies says, bringing out of hairband from the box.

Minutes later, Melanie stands up from the sofa. She is clad in a red dress that has a slit on both shoulders.

“What did you think?” Elena asks the ladies, taking Melanie’s palm in hers, making her turn in 360 degrees.

“No!” the three ladies let out in unison, shaking their heads with their hands on their chins.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Melanie gasps in surprise. How can they not like the dress that fit her perfectly, bringing out her shape?

She pouts her lips, as they make her sit down on the sofa, taking off the dress from her body.

‘This thing is stressful, I would have to change into everything if it was to be me that is putting it on, by myself’ She shakes her head. Raising her legs as they pull the gown from her legs.

They make her change into a few more dresses, and they keep on saying ‘No’ to every one of them.

By now, Melanie is already exhausted from all the stress. She lazily lifts her legs as they slide the shiny heels on her foot.

She reluctantly stands up from the sofa, the long black dress sweeps the tiles floor as she stands on her feet. The slit of the dress stopped on her left thigh.

The shiny dress flicker under the gloomy ray that flashes inside her room.

“This is better.” Elena gives her a thumbs up.

“You look amazingly beautiful.” one of the ladies said with a wink that makes Melanie’s cheeks turn red.

Afternoon at Montana High.

Archie dries his sweaty forehead with the napkin as he makes his way out of the restroom. After spending half of the free period at the principal’s office, helping her with the paperwork.

Archie is the best student in his class, every teacher like him and he is adored by his fellow students.

Everyone wants to be his friend but Archie is the type that doesn’t want to mingle with just anyone.

He is walking down the hallway that leads to the school cafeteria. She gets to the cafeteria and buys soda drinks and chocolate bread for two people.

Today, he has decided to eat at the elementary school, with his discovery sister.

He gets to the school building and strides towards the route that leads to the elementary school, with the tray of their lunch in his hand.

His school had an elementary school inside the same building as the high school. The distance between the two buildings will take about 5 minutes to walk.

Archie walks towards the walkway, where he knows the little girl would be. He is a bit surprised to see that she’s not on there.

The girl had no friends, in fact, no kids from the elementary school like her because she’s a poor kid.

The kids avoid her like a plague, and that’s the reason why she chose to always spend her afternoon on the lonely bench at the school compound.

Archie’s eyes search the compound not seeing anyone that looks like ‘Skye’.

“Where could she be?” Archie mumbles to himself, he looks around if he can see any of the kids to ask.

“Hey, little kid.” Archie waves to a little girl that’s coming from the cafeteria.

“Yes!” the little girl of about Skye’s age rolls her eyes at him.

Archie smiles, knowing he has been like that before.

“Do you happen to know a girl named, Skye?” Archie asks with a smile on his face.

“Oh, that homemade food girl!” The little girl scoffs.

Archie isn’t surprised to know that they’ve given her a name already.

“Where is she?” He asks, holding back his plans of hitting the spoilt brat on her head.

“She’s lying on the cafeteria floor with her bleeding nose.” The girl chuckles and Archie moves back in shock.

“Bleeding?!” Archie gasps and the little girl nods her head.

“Shit!” Archie cursed under his breath.

He throws off the tray, running towards the cafeteria with a heavy heart.

He gets to the cafeteria to see students gathering around the little girl on the floor. No one wants to move closer to her, not wanting to get infected by whatever diseases she carries.

“What happened to her?” Archie asks, shoving a kid out of his way as he lifts Skye from the floor.

The kid that he shoves out of his way landed on her butt, crying as her butt hit the ground.

“Does anyone knows what happened to her?” he asks and they all shakes their head nervously.

“Good, I know each of your faces. I’m coming back to beat every one of you,” he yells at them. His sounds were so serious that the kids burst into tears.

Archie takes her to the school clinic. He waits inside the room after he insists on staying with the little girl.

“Will she be okay?” He questions the Nurse, his face frowning with worries.

“She’ll be fine for now, but I’ll advise you to inform her parents to take her to the hospital for medical checkups.” The woman sighs. She packs the box and leaves the room for Archie to watch over the little girl.

“Oh, Skye.” Archie sighs sadly, watching the kid shuteye on the sick bed.

He sit on the stool beside her bed, taking her hand in his and watching the girl breathe out through her patted mouth.

At The Mansion

Melanie clutches tight at the silver purse in her hand. She locks the front door and exhales as her heart beats louder like a drum.

She walk down towards the front gate and pressed her back on the gate. She doesn’t know why she’s feeling depressed.

She looks at her phone to see the time read ‘5 pm’. She sighs, Archie has called her earlier to inform her that he won’t be home until 5:30 pm. She has thought he would be here to comfort her.

She got a call early from her boss after she had disconnected the call with Archie. He had told her that his Uncle has changed the location and that he will send someone to pick her up by 5 pm.

The ringing of the doorbell jots her out of her thoughts. She takes her back off the gate and adjusts her dress.

“It must be the driver.” She clears her throat and opens the gate to reveal a man that’s likely to be in his late thirties. From his appearance, she knows he’s not just a driver but a bodyguard.

The black suit fitted his body perfectly. His cold face held no emotions as he stand before her.

“Are you ready for the ride, miss?” He says shortly with a straight face.

Melanie gulp hard and nods her head in reply.

“Please follow me.” the guy said, leading the way to the car. He opens the passenger door of the black Benz for Melanie to get in.

Melanie mouthed a ‘thank you’ as she nervously get inside the car. The guy closes the door after he has seen her settle down on the seat.

Melanie’s phone starts ringing, she brings the phone out of her purse to see that it is her mother that is calling.

“Not now!” She sighs, sliding the phone back inside her purse.

The doesn’t know why but she’s feeling unhappy.

Even after hearing from Mr Gordon that he’ll come over later, to pick her up from his Uncle’s vacation house and hearing from Archie that he’s helping his principal with paperwork, she still feels unhappy like something is wrong somewhere.

She opens and closing of the car and pulls her attention. She takes her gaze to the front to see that it is the driver that enters the car.

“You look beautiful.” The driver says, flashing her a smile that only lasted for a second.

Melanie’s face lit up in a smile.

“Thank you!” She replies.

The driver ignites the engine, driving out of the place at a light speed.

Melanie closed her eyes, having no idea what is making her feel sad since the afternoon.

“I hope everyone is okay.” She mumbles, letting her head drop on the backrest as the driver plays some Rock songs that make her feel a little better.