No babysitter could survive a day with the billionaire triplets… until a woman came along and did what no one else could.

No babysitter could survive a day with the billionaire triplets… until a woman came along and did what no one else could.

Ethan Carter’s mansion, oil tycoon and one of the richest men in Lagos, was as beautiful as a palace. But behind the high doors and gleaming marble floors lived three terrors: Daniel, David and Diana, six-year-old triplets with more energy than a hurricane and less patience than a summer storm.

In less than five months, Ethan had hired and lost twelve babysitters. Some ran away crying, others left angry, and one swore never to step on a mansion again. The children screamed, fussed and destroyed everything in their stride. Their mother had died giving birth to them, and Ethan, though rich and powerful, never found a way to manage the chaos.

Then came Naomi Johnson, a 32-year-old dark-skinned widow, serene look and a nylon bag under her arm. He had only one reason to be there: His daughter, Deborah, was hospitalized with a heart condition, and Naomi needed money to keep her alive.

The house maid, tired of training babysitters that didn’t last long, barely spoke while delivering a uniform. “It starts in the game room,” he whispered. “You’ll see.”

As soon as Naomi entered, she saw destruction. Toys thrown on the floor, juice spilled on the walls and the triplets bouncing on the couch like a trampoline. Daniel threw him a toy truck. Diana crossed her arms and shouted: “We don’t like them!” “. David just smirked and toppled a box of cereal onto the carpet.

Most babysitters would have screamed, begged, or ran away. Naomi didn’t do none of that. Quietly, he adjusted his scarf, took a mop, and began to clean. The triplets were paralyzed for a moment, confused. No shout outs? No tears? Just… cleaning up ? Hey you’re supposed to stop us! —cried Daniel. Naomi looked at him, calm and steady—. Kids don’t stop when told. They stop when they realize no one is following their game. —Then he scrubbed again.

Up above, Ethan Carter watched from the balcony, with grey eyes squeezed. I had seen so many women fail in that same room. But there was something different a

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