I Married My Wealthy 72-Year-Old Boss So My Little Daughter and I Would Have a Place to Live – Five Years Later, He Passed Away, and His Lawyer Said, ‘He Knew You Would Fall for It’

at Emily and booped her nose.

“Oh, you shouldn’t—”

“No, no, Nora. What good is it for the baby to go to daycare, when she can stay with her mom?”

I expected there to be a catch.

People had rarely been kind to me without eventually asking for something in return.

But Richard never did.

Each morning, before I started work, he would find me.

“How are you today, Nora? Do you need anything?”

“I’m fine,” I always replied.

He never seemed convinced, but he respected the answer.

Richard hired