His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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.”

up in surprise. “That penalty, Miss Morgan, is substantial. Far beyond what I think you can afford. Although, I suppose you expect your daddy to take care of it

anxiety. “I’ll figure it

“Why did

the Mafia,” I responded, my voice unwavering. “I came to fight against them. I can’t-and I

passing a hand over his weary face. “You’re a halfway decent rookie lawyer, Ella, but maybe your family has shielded you too much. You have these… naive ideas of challenging the

Henderson was getting at. “What

lower. “Our firm, Ella… We pay a tribute to Logan’s group every year. It ensures the smooth operation of our business

as if the wind had been knocked out of me. “What? Why

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

was willingly in bed with the enemy left me feeling sick. I was battling a leviathan, and I had just seen

here. As much as I believe in what you’re trying to do, it’s too dangerous.

at the system, at the mafia, and

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

once. The city I had come to hoping to make a difference in seemed like a giant puzzle with pieces that didn’t

phone buzzed, pulling me from my thoughts. The screen showed Moana calling, her name accompanied by a picture of her, Edrick, and my sister, Daisy. Swiping to answer, their caring voices immediately filled the

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

voices of our maids, Lily and 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 as she used to-in

in my throat, and tears rolled down my cheeks, each drop carrying a

turned worried. “Are you

my dad’s deeper tone replaced Moana’s. “Ella, talk to us. What happened?” Mustering as much strength as I could, I responded.

hear my dad’s voice: “I knew

into the phone again. “Look, Ella, you really should come home. Our city has some great law

not coming back,” I interrupted, even as doubts clouded my mind. “At least not now.