His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 261

Chapter 261 Chapter 9 Giving Up On Dream

Ella

“I’m the son of the city’s most influential mafia boss.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I had stepped into this city with a single purpose-to fight against the malignant tumor that was the mafia. Not with them And now, here I was, face to face with the son of the most influential mob boss in the area. And he was my client.

“Well?” he asked, his lips curling up into a smirk at the corners. “We have client-lawyer confidentiality. You know the truth now. I told you that there was more to worry about than my infidelity.”

“Oh god,” Ema said, sounding surprised. “A mafia boss? Can it get any worse?”

“At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if it does somehow get worse,” I replied. I swallowed. My mind raced. I knew how the mafia worked, at least to a certain extent. I knew, at the very least, that it was dangerous to go against them. That was why Mr. Henderson was so insistent on me taking Logan on as a client. He was afraid.

Logan did bribe my boss with that nice Rolex watch, but he also intimidated him. And now I was trapped in the middle of it all. I had a choice to make: risk my life and my job and pull out of the case, or risk those things anyway and stay working at Logan’s lawyer.

“I won’t do it, Logan,” I said firmly, drawing upon every ounce of resolve I had. “I won’t work for the mafia. I came here, to this city, because it needs good lawyers… not crooked ones. I can’t let myself be caught in your webs of deceit.”

just leaned back, a hint of a smirk touching his lips,

said slowly, “is completely legal. I’m branching out-finance, real estate, technology. My attempts to legitimize some parts of

had so many seemingly unrelated businesses. Money laundering, likely. I didn’t believe for a second that

believe you’ve turned over a new leaf? I’m sure

activated the recording app on

smirked again, his blue

with a new fire within

trafficking, loansharking, protection rackets, and sex trafficking?” he questioned

what I expected. He was laying everything out in the

table, swift as a striking snake, and snatched my phone, turning off

illegal operations, yes,” he admitted. with an air of nonchalance, tossing my phone back down on the table between us. “But

in my peripheral vision. “You’re nothing like me, you slimy weasel,” I

my own way. I could easily fall into my family’s safety net. I could

grabbed back my phone, frustration boiling over. “You think you’re

now, I’m just your client. As long as we’re

“Look, I just want to be upfront with you. I still hold hope for us, you know? The Moon Goddess wouldn’t have paired us otherwise.” I shot up from my seat, nearly knocking over the untouched glass of wine that sat in

her help-it was her misjudgment. My goal in this city was to

too, stood

this city for your dreams? For justice? So, what now? You’re

tearing it up into shreds and letting them fall onto his plate. A few shreds fluttered into his wine glass, staining them red. Red like

compromise with the mafia, Logan. Even if it means giving up my dreams. Even if

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