In just two weeks, thirty-seven nannies had quit their jobs at the Whitmore mansion. Some left in tears before their first day was over, others stormed off, vowing never to return no matter how much money they were offered. The most recent one staggered through the gate, blue paint dripping from her hair and a bite mark on her arm. Before getting into the taxi, she pointed at the enormous house and shouted a phrase that would be remembered forever: “These girls don’t need another nanny. They need their father.”
A Billionaire with an Empty House:
From his third-floor office, Daniel Whitmore watched the taxi drive away down the long driveway. At thirty-eight, he was the founder of one of Silicon Valley’s leading cybersecurity companies and an admired entrepreneur. Yet none of those accomplishments mattered within the walls of his own home.
A family photograph lay on his desk. In the center smiled Grace, his late wife, surrounded by their six daughters, who laughed beside her. The picture had been taken before the illness changed everything. Back then, the mansion had been filled with warmth. Now, despite its grandeur, it felt utterly empty.
