His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 262

Chapter 262 #Chapter 10 Crime & Punishment

Ella

The next day, I went to work with conviction set in my heart. I wouldn’t let this run-in with the mafia hold me back. If anything, it would only serve to fuel me.

But the moment my office door swung open, I knew something was wrong. Mr. Henderson’s face was an unnerving shade of red, and his eyes shot daggers at me. It seemed the walls had ears, and the news of my recent altercation with Logan had already reached him.

“Ella,” he started, his voice dripping with restrained fury, “did you really tear up a contract with one of the most influential clients this firm has ever had?” I squared my shoulders and met his gaze directly. “Yes, Mr. Henderson, I did.”

Mr. Henderson drew in a long, sharp breath that sounded like a hiss. “And why, pray tell, did you do that?”

“Because Logan Barrett is a member of the mafia, sir.”

Just then, Mr. Henderson leaned forward, his palms flat on the desk. “Do you have any idea of the penalty for breaching that contract? We can’t afford such an astronomical amount, especially not for a rookie like you!”

My chin lifted defiantly. “I’ll pay the penalty. Whatever it is.”

beyond what I think you can afford. Although, I suppose you expect your

anxiety. “I’ll figure

did you do

to work for the Mafia,” I responded, my voice unwavering. “I came to fight against them. I

halfway decent rookie lawyer, Ella, but maybe your family has

understand what Mr. Henderson was getting at. “What do

Ella… We pay a tribute

had been knocked out of me.

“It’s the cost of doing business here. You were hoping to take on the Mafia, but the reality is they’re everywhere.

that the very system I had hoped to cleanse was willingly in bed with the enemy left me

keep you here. As much as I believe

from sadness but from a fiery rage. I was angry at the

or offer words of consolation. The murmur of whispers and hushed conversations in the office

torrent of emotions engulfed me. Panic, anger, frustration -all at once. The city I had come to hoping to make a

showed Moana calling, her name accompanied by a picture of her, Edrick, and my

love. How was your day?” Moana asked cheerfully, clearly unaware of

Amy, and our elderly housekeeper, Selina-more of a live-in grandmother at this point, as she was getting too old these days to do as much

but my voice faltered. A sob choked in my throat,

voice turned worried. “Are

respond, but words eluded me. Just then, my dad’s deeper tone replaced Moana’s. “Ella, talk to us. What happened?” Mustering as much strength as I could, I responded. “I’m

a pause. I could hear my dad’s voice: “I knew that goddamn dump of a city would crush her

dad spoke into the phone again. “Look, Ella, you really should come home.

doubts clouded my mind. “At least

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