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One night, after a long day, he asked, “How did you do it?”
Grace shrugged. “They didn’t need control. They needed connection.”
By the end of the week, the boys had kept their promise. And Grace? She kept hers—by ordering the most advanced robotic dog money could buy.
The triplets were in awe. Alexander was too—but for a different reason. Watching Grace laugh with his sons, he realized something he hadn’t felt in years.
He didn’t just need a nanny. He needed her.
And that terrified him more than any hostile takeover ever could.
Because Alexander Harrington never lost a negotiation—until now.
