She took a bullet for the mafia boss’s twins—but in that moment, he finally saw the truth about the woman who had been living in his house all along

to be a nanny.”

Bella stopped cutting.

“Then what are you?”

Clara lifted a Lego Death Star box.

“I heard someone here knows how to build this, and I am terrible at instructions.”

Toby’s screaming faltered.

Bella narrowed her eyes.

“You don’t know Star Wars?”

“I know enough to know I need experts.”

Three hours later, the room was clean.

The Death Star was half continue reading …