At eleven in the afternoon, Caitlyn was picked up by Evans' driver. She was driven to an elite school in Los Angeles. And, of course, she was with Daphne.
"Why are we here, Caitlyn?" Daphne asked.
"I don't really know, Daphne. But I think your dad wants you to go to school here," Caitlyn answered.
They exited the car and immediately entered the school building, which looked more like a hotel.
"Does elementary school have to be this fancy?" Caitlyn muttered.
Moments later, a well-dressed woman approached Caitlyn and greeted her.
"Hello, ma'am. Are you Mr. Evans Sylvester's employee?" the woman asked.
"Oh, yeah. I'm Caitlyn Daphne's nanny, and this is Daphne, Mr. Evans Sylvester's daughter," Caitlyn replied nervously.
Caitlyn was so amazed by this school building. The decorations wer
