The Girl Who Called Me Mommy

Synopsis

At my nanny interview for the nation's most secretive billionaire, I caught his daughter-who hadn't spoken in fourteen months-holding my waist in a death grip and crying. The entire hall fell into a dead silence. And I, a mere nanny who couldn't even afford her sister's surgery, became the sole exception in this house. He kept me on with only one condition-never correct her. Until I flipped open the mattress and found a faded old photo. In the picture, a four-year-old her was holding my hand. Except I swear, I had never seen this child before.