Grace started with something no one else had tried—respect. She didn’t yell, didn’t threaten. Instead, she crouched down to their level and asked, “What do you want most?”

“Freedom,” Liam said.
“Fun,” Noah added.
“A robot dog,” Oliver grinned.

Grace smiled. “Deal. You give me one week without chaos, and I’ll make the last one happen.”

The boys blinked. No nanny had ever made a deal before. They were intrigued.

Grace set boundaries disguised as games. Breakfast became a contest of manners. Cleaning rooms? A treasure hunt with prizes. Continues…