Chapter Six

The door opened and behind it stood a middle aged tan woman in a dark blue and white uniform and June could only assume that the woman was a housemaid. The woman's face lit up with a small smile as she held the door open for June to enter.

"You must be the nanny?" The maid asked June, still standing in the doorway.

"Yes." June nodded with a small smile and the maid moved out of the way for June to enter into the foyer of the mansion.

"Madame is waiting for you in the garden, follow me." The maid offered to which June accepted with a simple nod.

Well this was everything's starting line. She felt nervous but she had to do it, to go in there and betray strangers she never met. Her mother was dying and this was her only hope.

She wiped her palms on the pair of jeans she wore, heart beating a little bit faster as she kept up with the maid in the garden.

June stepped out into the warm bright sun and ahead of her she could see an amicable figure of a woman sitting in a gazebo, her head laid back on a neck pillow, her hands both spread out as two ladies worked on her manicure. The woman wore a long pinkish bathrobe and the garden looked more busy than calming.

"The nanny is here to see you ma'am." The maid announced while the woman didn't even bother to look at June.

"Right, I trust Clara Donovan has evaluated her already so she can start." The woman replied, still stuck in her position.

June couldn't help but feel sorry for this woman who had invested her trust in a venomous snake like Clara, if only she knew of her scheming plan that would bring down his husband's empire he had worked so hard for.

"Lauren?" The woman called and a young woman stepped into the gazebo.

She didn't need to say a word before the woman commanded what to do; "give her the contract to sign and would you be so kind as to get her away from here?" Mrs. White said dismissively.

"Show her to the room and make sure she understands everything about her tasks." Mrs. White added before the two left the busy garden.

The maid that had brought June to the garden has already disappeared and she had to follow Lauren whose walking might have been called jogging instead.

"Chop, chop, I don't have much time." Lauren said, barely looking at June as she led her to the library, her hands firmly clutching a stack of paper she held in her left arm while the other hand held her mobile while June tried to jog behind her to keep up.

Well what had she expected? It was much of a celebrity life in this mansion, Lydia White was a top model and actress and her husband was a business tycoon but she hadn't expected all the fuss.

"Sorry." This time it was a male voice, a blonde man with piercings was pushing a rack of clothes when he bumped into June who'd been gazing at different corners of the house. She has been mostly admiring the chandeliers that hung over the place.

"It's okay. It's my fault I wasn't paying attention." She replied with a smile allowing the man to pull her up from the floor.

"June Easton." Lauren called out before June can even help the man to get the clothes back to the rack.

"That's your call or you're done." The guy whispered in a low voice picking up some clothes from the floor.

"She looks too young to be mean." June whispered back scurrying on her feet, and continued following Lauren to the library.

"Madam doesn't tolerate clumsiness if you aim at staying for long." Lauren scolded opening the library door.

"I'm sorry." June apologized following Lauren into the room.

She sat across Lauren, her hands clamped together in front of her as she yet again studied the place. Surprisingly of all the places she's been into this was the only place with no cameras or maybe it was hidden.

"Sign this and read through this. If you make a single mistake you're gone." Lauren warned

"Okay but I'll have to read before I sign first?" June said which sounded more like a question.

"As you wish, although you can't change a thing. If you don't like it you move out, that's the life here." Lauren said with a smirk.

"What is the main clause of the contract?" June asked before signing the paper. There's no way she was losing the job. She had many reasons.

One, she was practically jobless now that she had resigned from the club and the rest she had were part time jobs that would feed her but barely pay her rent. Two, she wanted money and her mother's treatment. And three she wanted to know the truth.

"Well, you are not to talk about the private life that means the lives of Mr. and Mrs. White and their daughter. That's what's important." Lauren said standing up to leave.

"Working hours?" June asked immediately before Lauren could leave.

"There aren't any. You have to stay here to be of service whenever required. And you start now."

"But what-" before June can ask more questions Lauren had already left the library?

"Wow!" June breathed out as she looked down at the two papers she held.

A contract and something else she hasn't read yet. Placing down the contract on the table she started to read through the other paper.

"Shit!" she cursed, realizing that the paper was about her tasks and that she was running late already on her first day.

The paper said 10 o'clock dental appointment and now was the moment she realized she didn't know who she'd be babysitting and neither did she know where to look in this huge mansion where everyone was busy moving endless racks of clothes or make ups or shoes.

June hurried out of the library forgetting all about the contract, unfortunately the rest of the house was eerily silent and going back in the garden to her madam to tell her that she was already late for her first task and getting fired was out of the picture.

She'd rather find her own way like she always did, "oh God help me." She prayed as she looked around the house as if she would then figure out which look she had to look into.

'Obviously she wouldn't stay on the ground floor.' June thought before climbing the stairs but found herself stuck in a living room.

"She wouldn't be here either." She concluded before climbing another set of stairs.

"Jeez June you're probably getting fired." She groaned when this time she found herself caught in a long corridor with many doors on either side.

"I think I should open them and check?" she thought out loud already opening the first one.

'Nope' she thought as she looked at the pitch dark room.

She turned on her flashlight to look into the room, she took small steps into the room but before she could move further into the room a pair of hands gripped her waist.

"Ahhh!" she screamed, her phone falling to the ground.

"Someone will hear you Lauren; I thought I told you my office, not the theater room." A warm voice spoke behind her as she felt stubble brush her earlobe then her neck.

"What? Who the hell are you?" June asked, puzzled trying to free herself from the grip and instantly the grip loosened as the man was confused himself.

"You're not Lauren?" he asked as June bent to pick up her phone, her screen broken a little but she knew it was going to cost her a fortune according to her income.

"NO!" June spat angrily at the supposedly man who had her break her phone screen and the moment she gazed up her face paled in horror. From the light illuminated by her flashlight she could see the person standing in front of her.

"Mr. White?" she whispered out disbelievingly.

"Ye...yeah and who are you?" he stuttered a little bit, heart pounding in the chest but at the same time relieved it wasn't Lydia who'd caught him.

"Uh... nanny?" she voiced out in question

Her head was swirling with countless thoughts, the main one being if Mr. White was cheating on his wife with Lauren? The young mean girl? Why was every celebrity's life scandalous?

"Am I fired?" June hesitantly asked as Mr. White sighed before asking her to follow him.