I sat in my room, sulking.

I had been reborn but allowed this old woman to barge in with her daughter again.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Frank closed the door and hugged me from behind.

"Why did you promise them? They will bring us trouble!"

"Forget it. You can't ask for a leave of absence during the Christmas. Mia relies on Ms. Dale..."

Small kisses landed on the side of my face.

I pushed Frank away and looked at him.

"What's the smell on your body?"

It was a mixture of inferior perfume and second-hand cigarettes.

Frank lowered his head and sniffed his sleeves. "This is the dinner party. There are about 20 or 30 people in the private room. I'm going to take a shower."

I recalled the scene just now.

Frank played with Mia for a while and then played with Ms. Dale's grandson.

He had a good chat with Bonnie.

Bonnie's eyes were so eager that she didn't look like a woman who had just divorced.

Before I was reborn, I knew nothing about what happened next after Mia's death.

I hoped I was not overthinking things.

Ms. Dale was very sensible and only allowed her daughter and grandson to live in the workers' room with her.

The boy was a child with a high demand and cried all night long.

He even woke Mia up several times.

The tragic experience of my previous life was still vivid in my mind. I had to prevent her grandson from staying with Mia.

Frank's business had just been on the right track. He was busy during Christmas and could not stay at home for the next few days.

I had no choice but to ask for leave from my superior.

"Stella, do you know that the work for Christmas has already been settled? You are still a live streamer. If you leave, who will do your work?"

"I'm sorry, sir, but I have a compelling reason to ask for leave.."

"What reason? I'd like to hear it."

I was stunned.

I can't say that I have the ability to predict the future, can I?

"I can't say."

"I refuse. You're already 30 years old. You should have a direction to your career plan. How many people are eyeing your position? If you slack off a little, someone will take it!"

The leader had always thought highly of me, but now he only felt angry at my failure to live up to his expectations.

"…"

After a long silence, I sighed.

"Sorry, I quit."

When I walked out of the TV station, I felt relieved.

This job gave me a sense of satisfaction and material needs, but Mia's life was the most important.

When I got home, I asked Ms. Dale to sit down with me.

"Ms. Dale, you've been fired."

"What? Madam, did I do something wrong? I will ask my daughter and grandson to leave."

Her salary was 20% higher than that of other nannies. Mia was obedient and I was easygoing. I didn't have to worry about having no one to do this job."

I shook my head and said, "This is because I resigned. I can't afford your salary in the future. You can go now. I'll still pay you for the next few days."

She knew the address of my house and knew Mia. If she went crazy, we would be at a disadvantage.

I chose to spend my money to send them away.

At my insistence, Ms. Dale had to resign.

She begged me to give her a day to buy a ticket before leaving.

I still had a lot of work to do, so I reluctantly agreed.

When Frank got home from work, he angrily asked, "The leaders of the TV station said that you resigned. Why was it like this?

"No reason. I'm tired."

"Do you know that the company's business is not stable yet? If something happens to me, my family will be in danger. Besides, you know a lot of people in the TV station, so it will be much more convenient for you to pave the way for me!"

Oh, of course I knew.

For Frank's company, I had used all my connections to introduce two big shots to him a few months ago.

It was said that every man wanted his wife to be a full-time housewife. If it weren't for the nature of his work, he wouldn't have refused, would he?

Opening the door, Bonnie hugged her son with tears in her eyes.

"Sir, Madam, don't fire my mother... I'll move out now."

Bonnie left with her son overnight. Frank had a good relationship with my boss, so he didn't hand in the resignation letter to the higher-ups at all.

That night, he invited me to drink red wine.

"Honey, I saved your job. How can you thank me?"

I pushed his body away and gulped down the red wine.

Recalling the news in my previous life, my body was still trembling.

While Ms. Dale was sending her daughter to the hotel, I asked someone to install a few secret surveillance cameras at home.

Then, less than two days later, I received a piece of extremely depressing news.

Ms. Dale was taking a walk in the community with Mia in her arms. In order to avoid the big dog, she accidentally sprained her ankle.

At the moment of her injury, she had protected Mia well. One of her hands had been propped up on the ground and her bones had been broken.

The doctor said that it was not a big deal, but she couldn't work anymore.

We covered all the medical expenses during Ms. Dale's recovery. She also got her salary.

"Mrs. Jones, it's almost Christmas, and we're shorthanded. The nanny reservation has been scheduled to three months later..."

After asking several agents, Frank found that there was no nanny even if he increased the salary.

Ms. Dale's face was full of guilt. She whispered to Frank, "Sir, why don't you let my daughter do it? She used to be a nanny and took care of the children well. Her salary is the same as mine, and you don't need to pay me."

Frank looked at my face and hesitated.

I sighed and thought, "I'd better ask my boss if I can ask for leave."

There was no reason last time, but this time there was.

What's more, I wasn't even afraid of resigning, let alone being bullied.

Frank lowered his head guiltily, and his voice was as low as a mosquito's.

"Honey, you can't resign."

I was so angry that I almost exploded.

Frank had a meal with the leaders of the TV station without telling me, privately helped me renew my three-year contract with the TV station, and promised to let me be the host of the Christmas Gala.

"I don't agree. I'll reject it now."

When I was about to make a call, I was stopped by Frank.

"Honey, I'm sorry... I even took the money."

I'm the chief news anchor, so of course, my contract renewal fee is higher than others.

But when Frank received it, he immediately put the money into the operation of his company and spent most of it.

Since I resigned last time, the leaders of the TV station thought that I was disloyal, so they deliberately raised the penalty ratio.

The astronomical figure in the contract was simply unimaginable.

"Stella, it's wrong to hide it from you, but it's also to keep your position as an anchor! Being a news anchor has been your dream since you were a child. Now that you've made great achievements, how can you give it up?"

I glared at Frank angrily. "Do you know that you signed the contract on my behalf without my knowledge and embezzled the renewal fee? I can sue you."

What he didn't know was that the day of the gala was the time when Mia was burned to death in my previous life.

That night, after I personally reported the news of my daughter's death, I had an acute cerebral hemorrhage and died on the news station.

"Since God has given me a chance to save Mia, I must make sure nothing goes wrong!"

Hearing my accusation, Frank flew into a rage.

"Stella, do you know how many glasses I drank? I bowed and smiled apologetically to get your boss Mr. Ben Carl to agree to keep you. Other men want his wife to be a housewife at home 24 hours a day. Look at which husband supports his wife's career so much as I do!"

"You can get an internal price by advertising in my company, and you even use my network to do business. How can you not support me?"

If nothing had happened, I would never be able to see the faces of the people around me clearly.

This was the first time that I had talked back to Frank, but he couldn't say anything.

I sneered and returned to my room with Mia in my arms.

I had contacted many agents, but there was still no nanny to work with.

Because of the epidemic a few years ago, everyone paid more and more attention to reunion. Some of them would rather not make money than stay in their hometown during the Christmas.

The rehearsal for the Christmas Gala took a lot of time. At Frank's insistence, I acquiesced in Bonnie's temporary replacement of Ms. Dale.

Those huge suitcases appeared in my storage room again.

Along with the crying of Ms. Dale's grandson.

I made an agreement with Frank that he had to find time to stay at home every day. At least one of us would stay with Mia.

Out of caution, I also asked Bonnie to stay in my RV until the end of the work on the day of the Christmas Gala.

For my job, Frank had no choice but to agree.

The next day, Bonnie came back with Mia.

Bonnie got started quickly and had a good interaction with Mia.

It was just that occasionally, her child-raising concepts couldn't keep up with the modern rhythm.

Ms. Dale's foot was injured, so Bonnie was responsible for cooking at home.

Frank always joked that it was a good deal to spend one person's money with two people working.

He fulfilled his promise to me and took more care of Mia. He spent more and more time with her every day.

From time to time, laughter could be heard from home. It was peaceful.

But I didn't dare to relax.

It was getting closer to the Christmas Gala. Every time I thought of it, my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest and I couldn't breathe.

Since I was working at home today, I sat at the desk and stretched.

I went to the cloakroom to check the dresses and jewelry for the Christmas Gala. As soon as I opened the cabinet, I found that the box containing the jewelry had been moved.

I had always been obsessive-compulsive disorder. I had my own way of arranging jewelry, and even Frank did not know it.

Because of privacy, there was no surveillance camera installed in the cloakroom.

I counted and found that no jewelry was missing, but two bracelets and one ring were placed in the opposite direction.

"Bonnie."

"Mrs. Jones, what's wrong?"

Bonnie was cleaning the living room with sweat on her forehead.

"You touched my jewelry box?"

Ms. Dale had been at my place for two years. She only went in to clean up when I was around. I trusted her.

She was the only suspect.

As soon as I finished speaking, there was an awkward silence.

"What's wrong?"

Frank followed him in with Mia in his arms, along with Ms. Dale and Andy.

Seeing that there was something wrong with my expression, she winked at me.

"I'm, I'm sorry, Mrs. Jones. I wanted to wipe the cabinet for you, but I accidentally broke the box... I, I didn't mean to..."

She looked nervously at the floor, her knuckles turning white as she tugged at the rag.

Ms. Dale heard the news and came over, saying, "Bonnie didn't do it on purpose and she doesn't know the rules. I'll teach her later. I'm really sorry!"

"Honey, I don't think Bonnie did it on purpose. Forget it."

Frank was afraid that I would get angry, so he closed the case first.

Andy, who was in her arms, looked at the sparkling diamond bracelet on my wrist and his eyes lit up.

The black hand wiped away the snot on its face and snatched it from me.

"It was my mom's..."

Bonnie's face changed and she quickly hugged Andy.

"Mrs. Jones, I'm sorry! I won't do it again."

"I don't like people touching the things in this room. Don't come in."

"Yes! Thank you, Madam!"

Since there was nothing wrong with the jewelry, I didn't intend to look into it.

I didn't care about this incident.

In less than five days, the Christmas Gala would begin.

I rehearsed from morning to afternoon. I had just finished my work.

"Stella, look, someone stole your picture."