A woman accepts a large sum of money to marry a billionaire and become stepmother to his children, expecting a simple arrangement. But her new husband wants far more than a business deal, and the line between contract and real feelings begins to blur.
I'm a VIP here. She clearly can't afford a thing. Don't let her ruin our shopping. The clerk saw the card and came right over.
Ma'am, if you're not buying anything, please leave. We're just looking. I swallowed my anger. He hasn't touched a thing.
The clerk glanced at my clothes up and down. The jewelry here is expensive. If you break something, you probably can't pay for it. Leo jumped right in front of me.
Don't you talk to my mom like that! Jason burst out laughing. Aw, how sweet, Roxy. so you're raising someone else's kid and actually getting attached?
Leo was mad, but he remembered what I taught him. No bad words. He held up his smartwatch. Felix, someone's picking on mom and trying to kick us out of dad's mall.
These kids all talk. Jason laughed even harder. A few minutes later, several managers came rushing over. The manager took one look at Leo and his face dropped.
Leo, what are you doing here all alone? Leo squeezed my hand tight. I'm not alone. I'm alone.
I'm with my mom. The manager looked at me and bowed his head at once. Mrs. Blackwood. I'm so sorry.
We dropped the ball. What? Mrs. Blackwood? The smile on Jason's face froze completely.
She's not a nanny. She's my dad's wife.