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.”

Miss Morgan, is substantial. Far beyond what I think you

as my insides churned with anxiety. “I’ll figure it out on my own. But I couldn’t-I wouldn’t-be part of

eyes searched mine. “Why did you do it, Ella? Why risk

for the Mafia,” I responded, my voice unwavering. “I

rookie lawyer, Ella, but maybe your family has shielded you too much. You have these… naive ideas

struggling to understand what Mr. 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

been knocked out of me. “What? Why

you think we have a choice?!” he snapped, his earlier restraint melting away. “It’s the cost of doing business here. You were hoping to take

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

I believe in what you’re trying to do, it’s too dangerous. Not just for you,

not from sadness but from a fiery rage. I was angry at the system, at the mafia, and at myself

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

anger, frustration -all at once. The city I had come to hoping to make a

screen showed Moana calling, her name accompanied by a picture of her, Edrick, and my sister, Daisy.

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

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

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

voice turned worried. “Are

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

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

should come home. Our city has some great law firms. One of my Alpha friends even has his own.

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

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