The Nanny's Son Chapter 2

After school, our Rolls Royce was waiting at the gate.

I got in and told the driver, "Home."

The driver, Dan, chuckled. "Miss Serena, the Young Master hasn't come out yet."

Everyone knew I was Liam's lapdog. Even the driver.

My expression went cold. "Young Master? My parents didn't give me a brother. Drive."

Dan paused. "Miss, what are you saying? You and Liam are so close. Let's wait for him."

I looked at Dan in the rearview mirror. I suddenly remembered.

In my past life, shortly after my parents died, Dan married Liam’s mother, Martha. They had been conspiring together long before that.

I pulled out my phone and called my dad. "Dad, get me a new driver."

Dan’s face turned pale. He immediately started the engine.

As the car began to move, Liam walked out of the school. He banged on the window impatiently.

"Unlock the door!"

Dan glanced at Liam with a pained expression but didn't dare stop.

In the mirror, I watched Liam chasing the car for a block, stomping his feet in anger.

When I got home, Martha—our live-in nanny and Liam's mom—was ordering the other maid around while she leaned against the counter cracking sunflower seeds. Shells littered the floor.

My mom sat on the couch, looking annoyed but staying silent for my sake.

My blood boiled. This family was shameless.

"Martha," I snapped. "We pay you to work, not to watch others work while you make a mess."

My mom sat up straight, her eyes lighting up.

Martha jumped, quickly sweeping the shells into her hand. "Miss Serena, where is Liam? Didn't he come back with you?"

Using her son to suppress me?

I shook my head. "Martha, Liam and I are just classmates. I'm not his keeper."

Martha's face shifted. "Serena, Liam promised me he'd stop talking to Hailey. You just need to coax him a little, and maybe he'll agree to be with you."

Coax him? She still thought I was that pathetic girl.

I laughed coldly. "Chase him? I'm the heiress to a billion-dollar fortune. Why would I need to chase a charity case?"

My mom looked at me with surprise and relief.

Martha turned pale. She couldn't believe the girl who used to worship her son was now mocking him.

I ignored her and handed the skincare set to my mom. "Mom, for you."

Mom rolled her eyes playfully. "Hmph, I don't need it."

"Fine, I'll take it back."

"Hey!" She grabbed it. Minutes later, she was video calling her friends. "Look what my daughter bought me! Jealous?"

I hugged her tight. The same gift given to Liam would have earned me a scowl. Giving it to my mom brought her pure joy.

Dinner was served. Liam finally came home.

I ate only what I liked, ignoring Liam’s preferences. He looked sullen, and Martha watched me nervously.

I finished quickly. As I headed to my room, Mom pulled me aside.

"Are you really over him?"

"Mom, I woke up," I smiled. "It was irresponsible of me to chase someone who didn't value me while ignoring my responsibilities to this family."

Mom smiled, relieved. "In that case, I'm firing the nanny. It's ridiculous to have two maids where one waits on the other."

"I trust your judgment, Mom."

Crash!

We turned to see Martha on her knees, a broken bowl beside her. She was trembling.

"Madam, please! I beg you! I'll do my job properly! I need this money for Liam’s tuition! Liam, come here! Kneel to Miss Serena and beg for mercy!"

She wanted her son to kneel to me? Wasn't she always talking about dignity?

I looked at Liam, waiting for his reaction.