One of the guards had to turn around.
Ramiro looked like he was about to drop the tablet.
And Vicente Castañeda, the man whom everyone in that house seemed to fear, ended up laughing with a 3-year-old girl in the middle of his office.
Then he stood up.
—You can stay.
I blinked.
-Mister?
-Here.
He pointed to a rug next to the library.
—Where we can see her.
That became a strange routine.
When my nanny failed, I would take Mia.
And although Vicente never said he wanted to
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