Isadora sat at her table surrounded by papers as she researched more on her laptop. Roger Knight. There wasn't much information on Google, only reports of his purchases and rising fortune. She had searched for anything she could on him and even looked into her own father and mother. Yet it was useless.Isadora had all the accessible papers from her adoption records, and they all said the same thing. 'Mother unknown' 'Father unknown'. It wasn't like she was found on her parents doorstep, her birth parents chose to have her and give her up. But as it was a private adoption there isn't much she can do. No doubt her father payed for all traces of her birth parents to be erased. The only people who knew who her birth parents were was themselves and her adoptive parents.
She had her birth certificate, or the fake one anyway that says her adoptive parents were her biological ones. She even looked into the hospital she was born at but it closed years ago. There was no connection between her parents and Roger that she could find.
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*beeb beeb beeb*
Isadora shoots up as the alarm blasts from her phone. She was still at the table with her laptop open. Thinking she must have fell asleep, she picked up her phone to see the time. She was so late for work.Isadora quickly gets up and rushes around the apartment to gather her things and change before speeding to work.
Once she gets to the building, she sees Marjorie in the corridor
"Oh Marjorie! I'm so sorry I'm late"
"It's alright my love, none of the kids are here yet anyway. Are you okay?"
"I was up most of the night so I woke up super late" she replied.
"Oh, is there something. On your mind?"
"Oh uh, it's nothing serious"
"Okay, well you seem a little stressed. If you ever need to talk you can come to me, alright my love?"
"Thank you Marjore. That means a lot" Isadora smiles at the woman,
"Alright well I'll let you get to work, see you later my love"
"Bye Marjore. Thanks"Isadora continues down the corridor thinking about what Marjorie said. Could she talk to her? Marjorie was dating Reece, so she knows more about that family. But is that a good thing or a bad thing?
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Isadora walks into the baby room to meet Carly who is washing some bottles,
"Hi Carly! Sorry I'm late"
"Ah it's okay none of the babies are here yet anyway" the teen smiles,
"Good" the woman starts to fold the blankets on the table."You're never late, is everything okay?" Carly questions,
"Yeah I just overslept"
"Haha yeah, I've been there"
"Anyway how are you?"
"Oh I'm great! Although when I was riding here today Marjorie and Reece were acting really weird"
"How so?"
"They were overly quiet but kept looking at each other and smiling and giggling" Isadora raises a brow thinking about why the couple could be acting like that. She assumes they had a fun night and doesn't want to think about that at all
"Well they're probably just happy"
"I'm not sure"
"I'm sure it's nothing. Oh, Alissa's mum is coming in" the brunette sees from the window."Okay, how many babies do we have today?"
"I think 5 and 2 of them are half days" she replies,
"Great, I'll do handover" The woman walks in holding the baby,
"Hi! How are we today?"
"Oh she's fine but she may need a nappy change already!" Isadora takes the baby from her mother,
"Well we will sort that right away, does she need breakfast too?"
"Yes she does, I've got to rush off though, I'll see you later Alissa"
"Bye have a good day!"...
Isadora was on her lunch break and her mind kept wondering back to Marjorie. Maybe she should talk to her. Just to see if she knows anything.
She wondered over to the offices, and found Marjorie's door open.
"Marjorie?"
"Yes my love?" The woman smiled from her desk,
"I was wondering if I could ask you something"
"Anything, come in" Isaodra walks in and shuts the door behind her. "What's on your mind?"

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Isadora-Tnn
FanfictionLies, secrets, drama. Isadora is just the new girl who started working at the Knight Nursery. Or is she something more? A merger, a Halloween ball, a whole lot of skeletons falling out of the closet. Disclaimer: all these characters and their belon...