“We have a wide selection of nannies for hire here, Mr Angelini.” The head of ENA, Mrs Bremerton, explained, gesturing the the spread out resumes on her desk. All nannies had skills ranging from specialising in combat, to the arts, and or literature.

“I need exclusivity. Give me someone newer.” Gabriel tapped his finger impatiently on the desk, which made Mrs Bremerton raise a manicured brow.

“I see,” she flicked through her files before setting a couple more papers in front of him. “These are the newest nannies we have on offer. Some of them haven’t even taken on a job yet.”

Gabriel skimmed over the words on the sheets, hardly retaining any information before he landed on one. His eyes narrowed as he studied the resume.

“This one. I want this one.” He tapped his finger on a specific nanny’s paper. He noticed Mrs Bremerton’s eyes widen as she opened her mouth to protest, but he cut in before she could say a word.

“Have them packed up and out to my car in half an hour.” He stood and walked out of her office. Mike’s deserved nothing less than the best nanny, and he would get exactly that.