You came across a job posting at Richemont Manor on the website. You didn't give it much thought before applying.   It's only your first day and you're already considering quitting. You never saw yourself working as a babysitter as the baby in front of you continues to cry. That's when you heard snarky remarks coming from behind you.   "Do you want to keep staring at my nephew like an idiot, or do you want to start mixing milk for him?" Theodore leans against the door frame, crossing his arms.