At Anna.
Around them, the room fell into stunned silence.
The elegant models Daniel had invited—tall, graceful women draped in silk and glittering diamonds—shifted uncomfortably.
They had come for a very specific reason.
Daniel wanted Sophie to choose one of them as a potential new mother.
But Sophie had looked straight past them all.
And chosen Anna.
The Woman No One Expected
Anna stood frozen in her black uniform and white apron.
Her hand rose slowly to her chest.
“Me?” she stammered. “Sophie… no, sweetheart. I’m just—”
“You’re kind to me,” Sophie said softly.
Her voice was gentle but filled with a child’s unwavering honesty.
“You tell me bedtime stories when Daddy’s busy.”
She hugged her stuffed rabbit tighter.
“I want you to be my mommy.”
Gasps rippled across the room.
Several models exchanged glances. One almost laughed before quickly stopping herself.
All eyes turned to Daniel.
The Millionaire Who Had No Answer
For the first time in years, Daniel Whitmore didn’t know what to say.
His jaw tightened as he studied Anna carefully, searching for something—ambition, calculation, hidden intention.
But Anna looked just as shocked as he felt.
This had never been part of his plan.
Three years earlier, his wife Isabelle had died, leaving a silence no amount of wealth could fill.
Daniel believed the solution was simple.
Find a woman elegant enough to fit his world.
A woman who could host charity galas, smile for magazine covers, and glide through high society dinners.
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