His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 257 #Chapter 5: Unlikely Encounters

Ella

With my boss’s directive, the rest of the day was uncharacteristically light for me. There was an odd sense of liberation, knowing that the usual tasks weren’t waiting for me. I ventured into the heart of the city, selecting a sophisticated yet sharp charcoal-gray suit. As I felt the smooth fabric against my skin, I thought that I definitely needed this upgrade.

Returning to the firm, I noticed my colleagues glancing curiously at me. Their confusion was understandable; they weren’t used to seeing me so relaxed and unburdened.

Sarah, on the other hand, sulked by her desk without a word. She was surrounded by a sea of papers, and looked utterly overwhelmed. I felt a little bad for her.

“Hey,” I said quietly as I made my way up to her. “Want some help?”

Sarah’s face turned red. “Not from you,” she hissed. “Why did you have to go and tattle? It’s not like I ask for help from you because I look down on you or anything. It’s just… Well, I normally have better clients than you do.”

I took in a sharp breath, choosing not to let her snide comment get the best of me.

a stiff smile. “But I didn’t tattle’.

What’s the big deal?” I shrugged, pulling up a chair to the side

her obvious disdain for me. We spent the next two hours reviewing briefs

my wristwatch. It read 5:30 pm. A full thirty minutes of free time before my meeting, I mused. This was truly an anomaly

that Mr. Henderson gave

his privacy. Other than that,

Surely there had to be more than

with my fated mate last night, but I quickly pushed that sour memory out of my mind and plastered a

of a professional-looking driver. I was half-expecting my client, considering the dramatics from earlier. He gave

“Miss Morgan?”

in response, settling comfortably in the back seat. “To Mr.

he replied, starting

I had carefully curated throughout the day. L. Barrett: owner of a strange array of businesses and now in the midst of

navigated the city streets, I was treated to an evolving canvas of urban wonders. The city, bathed in the soft amber glow of the setting sun, showcased a unique blend of architectural marvels and bustling

life, backgrounds, and ethnicities walked the streets. Colorful murals lined the walls of buildings. Street performers did tricks and played instruments on the sidewalks, amassing groups of curious tourists and

one I had grown up in. It was overpopulated,

the crime of this city was eventually dredged out, allowing the city’s true

the dark side or the light side. I could defend criminals, I could help them stay out of prison so they could

the Golden Wolf, understood fully how much that meant to me. She knew better than anybody how much good was in the world, and how those good people just needed a

golden hues of the setting sun. The magnitude of

undeniable that this was one of its crown jewels. It reminded me of my dad’s penthouse back in my home city, which he owned the entirety of. My dad rented out the lower apartments to other wealthy people, but it was mostly reserved