Nanette POV
I wave to the car being driven by my father-in-law. Viona, seated in the back with her nanny Lely, waves back at me with a happy smile.
"Bye-bye, Mama. Be good at home. Don't be naughty," she says playfully, imitating the words I always say when I leave for work. Kids really do mimic everything their parents do. I'm sure both my in-laws would laugh cheerfully hearing her words. Viona is a source of joy for both of them after losing Valdi.
Today, Anton, my father-in-law, gave me a task: overseeing his garment factory where the tailors get their pay every Saturday. He tasked me to handle the payments for his 20 tailors today.
"Their pay is in the safe. The payroll list is in my drawer. Just ask them to sign and give them their wages," Anton instructs me.
"Yes, Dad," I resp
