That Night My Boss Left Me With Our Three Babies

Leer Manor.

In the late hours of the night, Victor entered Sophia’s room with utmost care. He quietly tucked in the kicked-off blanket to ensure she remained warm and cozy.

The little girl was sound asleep, and as Victor stood by her side, he watched her serene face for a moment before turning to leave.

Just as he stepped out of the room, Nathan, his loyal aide, approached and delivered a report. “Sir, I went to that restaurant, but the surveillance cameras were malfunctioning. We couldn’t find any useful information.”

Upon hearing this, Victor furrowed his brow slightly. “Such a coincidence?”

The timing of the broken surveillance cameras at the restaurant seemed too coincidental. Suspicion lingered in his mind.

Nathan looked somewhat troubled and hesitated before speaking further, “Perhaps it’s merely a coincidence, sir. After all, Mrs. Leer… I mean, Miss Prescott has been absent for so long, and we haven’t received any word from her all these years. It’s unlikely for her to suddenly reappear in the country.”

As Nathan finished his statement, he noticed the instant darkening of his master’s expression.

Nathan’s heart tightened, and he lowered his head, not saying anything further.

“Got it.”

Victor tersely replied, his voice cryptic. He then turned and entered the bedroom, leaving Nathan with his thoughts.

Early the next day.

After having breakfast, Olivia took the two little ones and went to the prestigious nursery Isabelle had recommended.

She was always efficient in her tasks, so after confirming the nursery’s suitability last night, she settled everything overnight.

Today, she brought the two children to complete the enrollment procedures.

As Isabelle had mentioned, this nursery had high standards in Seacrest, catering to children from affluent and noble families.

The screening process for parents was also stringent.

Just as Olivia arrived at the principal’s office, she was asked to provide her occupation and net worth, along with relevant supporting documents.

Fortunately, Isabelle had informed her about these requirements in advance, and Olivia had come prepared.

Although she wasn’t a CEO or a director, her top-notch medical skills had earned her a considerable amount of money over the years, surpassing the net worth requirement set by the institution.

After perusing Olivia’s documents, the principal’s attitude shifted to one of respect. “Miss Prescott, I will now process your children’s enrollment. Please sign here.”

Olivia complied, swiftly signing her name on the required forms.

Shortly after, the principal summoned a gentle-looking preschool teacher and assigned her the task of welcoming and guiding the two little ones to their classroom, acquainting them with the environment and their new classmates.

The two children waved at Olivia without fussing and followed the teacher.

As she watched their figures disappear around the corner, Olivia stood up and bid farewell to the principal.

Unlike other parents, she had complete confidence in her two little ones.

They had been brought to the research institute since they were young and had grown up in the presence of people. They were not afraid of new surroundings and had a strong adaptability.

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Olivia was more concerned that they might bully other children rather than being bullied at the nursery.

After all, the elite talents at the research institute had endured their torment.

On the other side, the two little ones were being led by the teacher, looking around curiously.

Until they entered the classroom.

Upon entering, the teacher kindly introduced them to their new classmates, “Children, we have two new friends joining our class today. Let’s welcome them, shall we?”

The children below looked at the two little ones with curiosity.

The two little ones were at ease and confidently introduced themselves to their classmates.

Their outgoing and adorable nature captivated the other children, resulting in a round of applause.

Ethan’s gaze swept across the classroom, and suddenly, he fixated on a particular point in the crowd. It seemed he had spotted something significant, and he gently tugged at his brother’s sleeve, whispering, “Brother, look over there. Isn’t that our half-sister? She’s in this class too!”