Even though Ian wasn't scared, Melody Monroe's heart still ached for him.
"Ma'am, if anything like this ever happens again, please, you must protect Ian. I'll raise your salary by another thousand. I'm not asking for anything else, but I'm begging you, please take good care of Ian."
"Miss Monroe, don't you worry. I've always taken very good care of Ian. It's just that the situation that day was so unusual," the nanny explained.
Melody Monroe knew that a nanny was, in the end, just a nanny. They were paid to do a job. When danger struck, it was impossible for them to protect their employer's child as if they were their own.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"It's no trouble at all. It's what I'm here for."
Ian Monroe took the phone and looked at his mother. "Mommy, I'm not scared of the doggy. Maybe the doggy just wanted to play with Ian."
"Little animals can be very cute, but you have to stay away from ones you don't know, understand?"
"Ian understands."
