Lahat ng Kabanata ng Nanny For The Alpha's Lost Twins: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Zane POV The three of us found Mavis in the succulents, swearing under her breath about overwatering. She was exactly as I had found her last, wearing denim coveralls, a utility belt, and a Coolie-style straw hat. “Sarah, Alpha Zane,” she greeted us, wiping at her cheek with the back of a garden-gloved hand. She looked at our third member. “Agent Travis,” he said with a nod. “Ah, heard of you,” she said. “Is there something I can help with?” “Marshal Kim,” Travis said. “Do you remember him?” “Hard not to,” she said. “Odd little fellow. Is he doing OK?” “He’s dead, and we’re treating this as a homicide investigation.” She blinked at us. “Oh, dear. Someone murdered Marsh? Whatever for?” “That’s what we’re hoping you might help us with,” Travis said. “Well, not in the middle of the desert, surely,” she said, gesturing at the desert plants around us. “Come into the shack and have a cuppa.” “You’re British?” Travis asked as we followed her to what looked like a tool shed. “A bit. They’ll

Sarah POV“Mommy,” Grace said, which made my heart turn over a few times.“Yes?” I asked from where I was sitting on the floor in front of my Monopoly money and properties, which included three railroads, Boardwalk, and the light blue trio.“I don’t want to stay in your house.”“Do you want to play

I looked at Sarah, who looked less than thrilled.“The girls have been preparing for the charity ball,” she said.“What is a ball compared to Paris?” Ella demanded and laughed.“I don’t want to go to Paris with you,” Chloe said then, and I realized I felt the impulse to tell her she was being rude.

Sarah POVChloe was curled up in a chair, sleeping soundly. I had finally gotten him to go for a sink bath and a change of clothes, and Hans had known better than to pack a suit. He was wearing clean chinos and a dark blue Henley.We both looked up as someone entered the room. Agent Travis nodded at

Sarah POVChloe was with the tutor, Dr. Hayes, and I was on my second cup of coffee when my phone bree-bropped with a notification. I had it set to alert me if Zane or the girls were mentioned on social media.Someone had posted on I***a that Zane had “done a good job,” with a link to a news article