The Nanny (Reader Insert)

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One day on a sunny morning, [y/n] had prepared a rather large and lavish breakfast and was now cleaning up in the kitchen, as a sharp voice echoed through the air. "Maxwell, I can't believe you're subjecting me to this torture again."

[Y/N] stopped wiping down the counter and turned to see C.C. Babcock, the haughty (arrogant) and often abrasive business associate of Mr. Sheffield, standing in the doorway with an expression of disdain. Her perfectly done hair and designer attire seemed almost out of place in the cozy kitchen.

Mr. Sheffield, who had been enjoying a cup of coffee, walked into the kitchen as he sighed, placing his mug on the counter for [y/n] to collect. "C.C., what brings you here so early?"

Only C.C. ignored him and now instead directed her icy gaze at [Y/N], who had paused fully in their tidying up to assess the unexpected visitor.

"Well, well, Maxwell, it seems you've hired a new cook," C.C. remarked, her tone dripping with condescension. "Is this your idea of a joke, or are you just desperate?"

Fran, who had been chatting with the children in the dining room, now appeared in the doorway, her eyes widening in surprise. "C.C. Babcock! What a delightful surprise."

C.C. barely acknowledged Fran's presence, her focus firmly on [Y/N]. "And who might you be? Another one of Maxwell's charity cases?"

[Y/N] remained composed, unfazed by C.C.'s attitude. "I'm [Y/N], the new cook here. Pleased to meet you, C.C."

Fran couldn't resist a mischievous grin making its way to her face. "Oh, C.C., you won't believe the delicious dishes [Y/N] has been whipping up. They're simply divine."

C.C. narrowed her eyes at Fran's words, clearly unimpressed. "Well, I suppose I'll be the judge of that." She said, as she sauntered back towards the dining room, where a sumptuous breakfast had been set out.

As C.C. took a bite of one of [Y/N]'s creations, her expression shifted from skepticism to surprise. The flavors danced on her tongue in a way she hadn't expected.

"This... this is actually quite good," C.C. admitted, her usual arrogance momentarily replaced by genuine appreciation. "Maxwell, you've outdone yourself this time."

Mr. Sheffield chuckled. "Actually, C.C., the credit goes to [Y/N]. They're our new cook, and they're responsible for this delightful meal."

C.C. looked at [Y/N] with newfound respect. "Well, [Y/N], it seems you have some talent in the kitchen. I must say, I'm pleasantly surprised."

Fran couldn't resist a victorious smile as she leaned closer to [Y/N] and whispered, "Looks like you've won over even the toughest critic."

[Y/n] couldn't help but smile at Frans words and as they heard C.C leave out the kitchen with Maxwell, they could hear her speaking to him.

"With them in the kitchen the next fundraiser will be a hit!" Exclaimed C.C as hers and maxwells voices faded.

[Y/n] looked over to Fran and couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Fundraiser?"

Fran flashed [Y/N] an encouraging smile as she began to explain, "Yes, sweetheart, the Sheffield family hosts a charity fundraiser every year. It's a big event attended by many influential people."

[Y/N]'s eyes widened in understanding as they processed the significance of the event. "I see, so it's a major gathering."

Fran nodded excitedly. "Exactly. And C.C. seems to think your culinary talents will be a game-changer for this year's fundraiser. It's a chance to showcase your skills to a wider audience."

[Y/N] couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness at the thought. Sensing their nervousness, Fran placed a reassuring hand on [Y/N]'s shoulder.

"Don't worry, darling. You've already won over C.C., and I have no doubt you'll impress everyone at the fundraiser. We'll work together."

[Y/n] smiled at Fran's support and encouragement, a new sense of determination to take on the challenge and prove themselves not only to the Sheffield family but to the high-society guests at the upcoming fundraiser.

As the days passed of preparing for the event. The kitchen buzzed with activity as they experimented with new recipes and perfected the menu. Fran's experience taste and [Y/N]'s culinary talent proved to be a winning combination. The fundraiser was approaching fast, and with each passing day, [Y/N] grew more confident in their abilities. They knew that this event was not only a chance to shine but also an opportunity to truly become a valued member of the Sheffield household.

The night of the fundraiser had arrived, and the Sheffield mansion was transformed into a scene of elegance and grandness. [Y/N], dressed in a sharp, casual black button-up shirt and black pants, topped with a dark green apron, had been frantically preparing in the kitchen for hours.

Fran, on the other hand, was a vision of glamour and extravagance. She wore a stunning evening gown that fit her perfectly and sparkled with every step, her hair was expertly styled. Her transformation was nothing short of breathtaking.

As the high-society guests began to arrive, the mansion buzzed with excitement. Wealthy philanthropists, influential businesspeople, and socialites mingled throughout the halls, admiring the artwork and décor Mr Sheffield collected over the years.

In the kitchen, [Y/N] put the finishing touches on their culinary creations, ensuring that each dish was a masterpiece of flavor and presentation. The tantalizing aromas wafted through the air, tempting the guests as they explored the mansion.

Fran emerged from the kitchen, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "You've truly outdone yourself, [Y/N]. The guests won't know what hit them!"

[Y/N] couldn't help but smile at Fran's enthusiasm. "Thanks, Fran. Your support means the world to me."

The moment arrived, and the doors to the dining area were opened. The guests entered with anticipation, and their eyes widened in awe at the sight before them. The table was adorned with floral arrangements and silver trays with various different treats and finger foods.

As the evening progressed, [Y/N] had the opportunity to observe the guests' reactions to their culinary creations. Whispers of delight filled the room as they savored the dishes [Y/N] had prepared.

Fran, moved gracefully among the guests, engaging them in lively conversation, she even introduced [Y/N] to some of the most influential attendees, emphasizing their role in making the evening a culinary success. [y/n] couldn't help but feel embarrassed, Fran was almost like a mother praising their child for a new achievement.

The combination of [Y/N]'s culinary talents and Fran's charm had left a lasting impression on the guests. The evening was filled with laughter and clinking glasses. As the night drew to a close, [Y/N] and Fran shared a moment of quiet satisfaction from across the room.

Fran was talking to Mr. Sheffield, who was praising her for finding such a remarkable person like [y/n]. Fran gave [y/n] a thumbs up and a big smile. They had not only met the high expectations but had exceeded them. The fundraiser had been a hit, and [Y/N] felt they had solidified their place as a valued member of the Sheffield household.