The Runaway Groom

Before Lulu could leave, Zachary turned and saw her, calling out, "Ms. Jones!"

As Lulu paused, he slowly wiped his mouth with a tissue and pointed at Lulu while telling Vivian, "I haven't introduced you—she's the new babysitter I hired."

Vivian was just about to put more food on Zachary's plate, and she straightened right then. "Babysitter? I see..."

There was nothing wrong with her tone, but Lulu felt hostility the instant their eyes met!

“This is my assistant, Vivian!" Zachary continued just then.

Lulu did not react, even smiling cheerfully since she knew when to keep her distance. "Nice to meet you. I'm the childcare worker Mr. Slate hired for his baby."

hire you himself," Vivian said, probing her with a smile and flattery. "Mr. Slate always had a good eye, and there must be something about you that

the huge bag she brought, opening it and revealing a large amount of childcare products. “I brought a lot of stuff for the baby. Check them out and see if

up a baby food steamer, which she then placed on the table. “This one is imported—you can't usually get it locally, but I heard it's safe

ungrateful that I'd ask to claim for something like this!" Vivian exclaimed, waving him off, before moving on to the baby clothes. "It's been hot lately, so it'd be better to have more clothes prepared for the baby. I've

children’s toys, designed expressly for their age. It's better

of things from the bags, Lulu more or less read her mind

well, could he not? Why

he did

Did this mean...