Upon reaching their mansion, Amayra was wide awake. Being lifted by her daddy, they entered the mansion where her nanny was waiting to give her a relaxing bath. Dinner was also prepared. Barq dropped Amayra on the couch and he too sat down, closing his eyes. The day had been really hectic for him, both physically and mentally. He needed much rest and peace.

"Daddy, I don't want to take a bath," Amayra says, whining as she hates taking baths in the late evenings. With her small fists, she clenches his shirt, grabbing his attention. With tired and weary eyes, he opens his eyes and shakes his head. "Fine, no one is going to take you for a bath," he says, making her nod. He softly caresses her head. He motions to her nanny to set up the dining table; his princess must be hungry. Amayra clings to him like a teddy bear. He also wraps his arms around her.

Barq, tired, stood up with his daughter in his arms. He marched upstairs with his coat in his other hand. Reaching his room, he dropped her onto the bed. She sat down and took his phone, playing some games on it. Meanwhile, he grabbed his fresh pair of tank top and sweatpants and went to the bathroom for a short, relaxing shower. He rubbed his hands over his face. While he was in the bathroom, his daughter called out to him, "daddyyy... I am hungry," she said, ready to cry.

Being a single parent was not an easy job for him to look after a kid 24x7 is really a tough job. Wrapping the towel, he calls back, "coming, love," he says while she pouts and huffs her cheeks. Amayra gets a bit angry whenever she is hungry, and her daddy knows this. Amayra sniffs at her growling stomach.

She steps off the bed with big fat tears rolling down her eyes. She runs to bang on the bathroom door, meanwhile he unlocks the door, causing her to collide with his legs and fall backwards with a thud. He hisses and quickly lifts her up, while she cries loudly. "It's alright amor, daddy is here," he says, soothing her. Meanwhile, her stomach growls again.

"Daddy, there is a monster in my tummy!" she says, sniffing. Barq can't help but chuckle, but just to tease her more, he says, "Oh no princess, it seems like the monster is hungry and angry!" This makes her gasp with fear.

"What if he eats me from the inside?" she asks, shivering with fear. Barq presses his lips together to suppress his chuckle. "Then we will need to operate on your tummy!" he says with concern, making her frown and yelp in fear. She wraps her tiny hands around his neck and cries even more, while he chuckles and caresses her hair. "Amor, it's okay, you are just hungry," he says, shaking his head. He leads her directly to the dining area and makes her sit down. Making small morsels, he feeds her.

Anayra cutely sniffs and glares at her daddy, who smiles handsomely and kisses her forehead. "Stop smiling," she commands, making him nod in agreement. With just a few morsels, Amayra was done. She pouted and shook her head. Clinging to his chest again, she yawned while he ate his dinner.

Meanwhile, her nanny slowly approached him. "Boss, I won't be able to continue my job," she says softly, making Barq pause in his actions. He turns to her, raising his eyebrows. "And why is that so? Is the pay not enough?" he asked in his gruff voice. She shook her head. While he hummed and asked, one hand patting Amayra's back, he paused with the other.

"My marriage has been fixed," she says, ducking her head down with a blush. He softly smiles and congratulates her. "Congratulations. I am sorry for any inconvenience caused to you by my words. Also, let me know if you need anything, alright?" He says politely, making her smile with respect. "Just your well wishes, boss," she says, smiling.

He smiles and nods. "Once again, congratulations and best wishes to you and your married life, dear. Also, a small task for you: assign another nanny on your behalf. Once you find a suitable candidate, send me her details, alright?" He asks softly, making her nod. "Right away, boss. Thank you. Good night," she says as her job ends here, as Anayra is asleep now. He gives a curt nod and mumbles a good night.

Finishing his dinner, he has no energy left. He drags himself upstairs and lays down his small troublemaker. Shifting into the duvet too, he hides his face in his daughter's embrace while she pats his head, falling asleep.

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"How dare he!! I am quitting this job!!" Noya yells as she types her resignation, an official resignation letter. Furiously. Her eyes with big old-fashioned glasses resting on her nose, while some hair left on the sides and made up with a half messy bun. Being in pajamas, she types the letter hurriedly yet rereading it due to her extreme grammar mistakes.

Huffing her cheeks, at last, she finally sends the letter to his email address with a quote, 'people who don't realize my worth can go to hell'. Sighing at her intelligence, she fans herself while her best friend just shakes her head at her dramatic self. "He can make you suffer, Noya. Why are you being so stubborn?" Nora asks, sipping her coffee.

"Suffer? Dude, I am already suffering! He made me say sorry, is this not enough for me to suffer? And why only I suffer? Why does he think that I am always wrong? If he cannot make a right decision being a boss, I have a right to express my opinion, but no, dude doesn't like others' opinions too!" She says dramatically, glaring at a spot while digging her nail into the wooden table. Nora stares at her best friend with a bored stare.

"Fine, stop cursing him and tell me one thing, dude. Why can't each of your conversations be without mentioning him? You literally talk about him the whole day!" Nora says in a duh tone.

Noya sighs and pouts, "I kinda have a crush on him, but he! He can't be thankful enough to me. He keeps insulting me, proving to me that I am hard to handle and I am the chaos," she says, whining.

"Well, you are," Nora says, agreeing as she stands up to leave and sleep. It is already late.

Soon both go to bed, until Noya falls asleep she keeps on cursing him. Nora just stuffs her ears with cotton. This girl talks a lot.

The next morning, the girl sleeping on the left side woke up with a jerk, as the great Noya had set 4 alarms and was sleeping like a log. Nora growled and lightly shook Noya, who didn't move an inch but instead hugged her tightly. Nora rolled her eyes. "Go away, you hippo! Wake up!! Why the hell did you set all 4 alarms?" She whined, shaking her again.

Noya blinked her eyes and sat up, yawning and stretching her body. "Ummm, good morning. Oh, these alarms are for me. I need to go out for jogging!" she said with excitement. Nora blinked her eyes at her words. "Jogging? And you? Are you for real? Noya, it's heavily raining outside!" Nora dropped the words and Noya's smile dropped.

"It's raining? How come I didn't know?" she mumbled, rushing towards the window. As she peeked out of the window, a frown appeared on her face. "Wasn't someone sleeping like a deadmeat?" Noya says teasingly. Meanwhile, the doorbell rang.

Nora sighed and handed her scarf to Noya. "Someone is at the door, I will check," she said. Noya pouted and followed behind Nora. As soon as Nora unlocked the door, the girls squealed with excitement.

There stood Nora's cousin. "Oh my god! You are here after so long!" Nora says, hugging her tightly. While Noya squeals, waiting for her turn to hug her.

"Girls, I need your help," the girl says, finishing up their hugging session. Niya and Nora share a look. "Don't tell us you are running away with a boy!" Noya jokes, making Nora and her cousin shake their heads. "No, actually, my boss wanted a substitute nanny. I couldn't find anyone, so if you both could help, I would be glad! You know, I need someone who can be trusted," she says, making the two understand.

Without thinking straight, Noya agreed, "I think I would like to try. My current boss is just too hell-bent to annoy me, insult me, and break my poor baby heart!" She says dramatically sitting up in a cross-legged position. Nora and her cousin giggled. "Aww, I would be glad, Noya. And by the way, you will love my boss's toddler. She is just super cute and savage," says Nora's cousin.

"Aww, really! Can I see her picture?" she asked with excitement. Meanwhile, Nora's phone rang. She hid her phone as the two girls were peeking at the caller ID with enthusiasm.

"You guys talk, I need to attend this call," Nora said nervously. Her face showed that she was scared and pale. Noya let it go, not wanting to invade her privacy. "Alright, anyways, what will you have, Miya? Coffee or tea? Please don't say coffee, I can make tea for you!" Noya said, flipping her hair. Miya giggled and gave a thumbs up.

Noya hurried to make tea for everyone. A little while later, they chatted and had breakfast together. Nora left for her regular job, while Noya stayed back to talk with Miya.

Meanwhile, Barq was flipping through the important files.Today he escaped smartly from his daughter's den as she was sleeping peacefully. Meanwhile, he dialed Umayyad's number, which was unreachable. He called his pa to let him know when Umayyad arrives. Completing all his paperwork, he browsed his emails where he found Noya's resignation letter, which made him clench his jaw. Smirking at her words, which were not so official and had many grammar mistakes, he rolled his eyes. Dialing her number on his smartphone, he called her.

"The number you are trying to reach is currently busy," says none other than Noya, making Barq roll his eyes. "Shut up, Miss Noya, and grow up!" he says in a stern voice. "Mind your words, mister. I am 20!" she says, narrowing her eyes at the phone. "But you still act like 2," he says with a pure cold voice. "Whatever, why have you called me? Oh, let me guess, to say sorry? Huh, no Mr. Attitudy, I am not coming back to your company. In fact, I got the best job."

"According to the contract, you are liable to pay penalty, Ms. Noya," he says in his most dominating voice.

"Sure, I will. Anything else?" she asked, rolling her eyes. Barq ended the call and sighed at this girl who was hell-bent on going against him.

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