Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

Chapter 828: I Come From the Countryside



Chapter 828: Chapter 828: I Come From the Countryside

Upon hearing this, Vivian Ferguson glanced at her and said, “That won’t do, you’re too weak to take care of a child.”

Vivian Ferguson, having been through it before, naturally knew the difficulties of child-rearing.

It was not as easy as simply holding a child when there was nothing else to do; if you were to take care of a child 24 hours a day, you would definitely be exhausted!

Having firmly rejected Emily Walker, Vivian Ferguson then turned her gaze to the line of candidates before her.

In the end, her line of sight settled on the face of a miss who seemed to be just over 20 years old.

Looking at her youthful appearance, Vivian Ferguson couldn’t help but stand up, put down the tea in her hand, and walked over to the miss, “You… are here to apply for a nanny position?”

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The young woman nodded, a smile slowly spreading at the corner of her mouth, “Yes.”

“You’re so young and you’ve taken care of children before?” asked Vivian Ferguson again, her expression somewhat incredulous.

Because the job of a nanny usually belonged to someone older; could a young miss like her really take care of children? Perhaps she hadn’t even had any of her own yet?

At this, the young woman smiled again, “I’m already 26 years old, and I have two children.”

Vivian Ferguson showed a surprised look once again; the young woman looked to be barely in her early twenties but was already 26 years old.

“Then why aren’t you at home taking care of your own children?” If she had two children at 26 years old, the kids must be quite young.

“My two children are already in elementary school, and my mother-in-law is looking after them. I come from the countryside where my family is not well-off, so I came to the big city to find some work.”

Hearing this, Vivian Ferguson nodded, realizing that she came from the countryside, which explained a lot.

Emily Walker couldn’t help casting her gaze toward the young woman as well, but the more she looked, the more she felt a familiar sense from this girl.

Emily Walker lowered her eyes as a figure hiding in the crowd the day she was discharged from the hospital suddenly flashed through her mind.

Then, she looked up again, unable to help but take another look at the young woman.

Vivian Ferguson asked a few more questions about ways to take care of children and finally decided to hire the country miss.

“What’s your name and where are you from?” In the Stuart Family, every detail had to be without a single error, so Vivian Ferguson had to thoroughly investigate each servant’s family and background.

“I am Alana Fraser from County of Hertford.”

“Let’s start with you, then. Try it for one week, and if you take good care of the Young Master, you can stay on long-term.” The young woman looked quite clean, so Vivian Ferguson didn’t bother to nitpick anything else.

“Thank you, Madam.”

Lifting her head, Alana Fraser’s gaze flitted to Emily Walker seated inside the sofa, but unexpectedly, at this time, Emily Walker was looking at her, making Alana Fraser quickly turn her gaze back.

When Emily Walker caught her gaze, her suspicion deepened.

She stood up, walked over to Alana Fraser, and asked doubtfully, “Have we, perhaps, met somewhere before?”

At these words, Alana Fraser was surprisingly calm, then turned her head to look at Emily Walker, “No, this is the first time I’ve seen you.”

But Emily Walker was somewhat unconvinced. The others who came for the interview didn’t dare to look around or boldly stare at the masters here, yet this girl was clearly looking at her.

She wasn’t an extraordinary beauty, without a face that could launch a thousand ships, so there was no reason she would attract Alana Fraser’s attention.

“Is that so? Then why, out of all these people, did you specifically look in my direction?”

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