His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 259

Chapter 259 #Chapter 7 Not Goodbye

Ella

Logan said nothing. The ambiance of the room was thick with tension, so much so that it felt almost palpable. I understood now what this man’s true intentions were. With my heart pounding wildly against my chest, I stood, grabbing my purse.

“Well, like I said, I’ll be forwarding your case to one of the other lawyers in the firm,” I said, taking a step back. “Dinner was a pleasure, but I don’t believe it’s appropriate for this to continue.”

I turned to leave, but immediately stopped in my tracks. Before, there had been one man standing by the elevator, and now there were four. And I could tell that they weren’t going to let me leave.

The dim lighting, the bodyguards blocking my exit, and Logan’s intense gaze felt intimidating and suffocating.

There was silence. The room felt palpable with tension. All at once, I wanted to both rush forward and kiss him again as his scent overwhelmed me and I wanted to leap out of the window to get away from him.

“Let me out,” I said, my voice shaky but defiant.

“What do you mean?” Logan asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Logan to the men in black suits and back again. Why were they with him all of the time? And why did he feel the need

to his men, who

won’t hold a lady here against her will,” I huffed and turned back to the elevator, which was now free, and began insistently pressing the button to go down. Logan’s voice suddenly came from behind me again,

toward me from across the room. “I couldn’t force anyone to

elevator took its sweet time to come

with me after you spent enough time

not interested in ‘easy’ cases handed to me out of pity,” I retorted, my voice quivering with a mix

lips curled into a smirk. “What if I said I could help you take on the most challenging cases this city

Logan. It’s about your behavior, your attitude. No matter if it was marriage or work, I don’t want to be associated with someone who sees women

moment, the playboy facade slipping. “I can see that,” he said. “I gathered that last night, trust me. But I can guarantee that my attitude is the

could feel my frustration growing, mirrored by the simmering anger within my wolf. I didn’t understand him,

and the doors slid open. I rushed inside, clutching my purse tightly beneath the cold gazes of

sound resolute. “We’ll see about that,” he replied cryptically. “Join

“Goodbye, Logan.”

sent shivers down my spine. With that, the elevator doors shut in front of me, blocking my

could muster, but my

mate be such a…

voice echoed in my mind, full of anger. “A bastard?”

piercing eyes, the ominous atmosphere, the hidden meanings behind

got ready for work, hoping the office routine would serve

asking politely if I had the time for a few tasks. Bemused,

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