His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 269 Return

Ella

The imposing structure of the law firm stood tall against the city skyline, its grandeur echoing the prestige and authority it held in the legal world. Its broad stone steps, worn by the footfalls of countless attorneys and clients, led up to tall, ornate double doors.

Taking a deep breath, I hesitated at the foot of the stairs. The chatter of the city faded as dread pooled in my gut. Logan’s confident stride next to me seemed out of place at this moment, and the realization of what I was about to do hit me full force.

Here I was, waltzing up to my old place of work after letting a mobster threaten my old boss. Not only that, but I was walking up to my old place of work with that very mobster. It was absurd! Brazen!

Without warning, I yanked my hand away and spun around, my heels clicking against the pavement as I made a break for it.

“I can’t, Logan,” I called out, my voice tinged with panic. “I can’t go back in there, not like this. I’ll find another city, another job. This… this isn’t worth it!”

A rich, hearty laugh echoed from behind me. Before I could get too far, a strong hand wrapped around my wrist, gently but firmly pulling me to a halt.

“Running away already, Miss Morgan?” Logan: teased, his cerulean eyes sparkling with amusement. “We’re not even a week into the year that we talked about.”

unshed tears. “Look at us, Logan. How do you expect them to take

smirk, he said, “So what? Let them judge. They’ll judge you no matter what. At least

sun in a dazzling display. Behind those panes were colleagues, mentors, some of them even something like friends – and they would all be whispering about my dramatic

felt a rush of something unexpected. Courage. Letting out a long sigh, I squared my shoulders. “Okay, let’s get this over

time, I took it without hesitation. Arm

reached them. Mr. Henderson, looking more flustered than I had ever seen him, stood there, his pale eyes darting between Logan

his voice had a tremble I had never detected before.

the soft murmur

louder than words. And in the midst of those surreptitious stares was Logan, his arm draped casually over my shoulder, a proud smirk playing on

closer, playing the part of the doting boyfriend perfectly. I could feel the weight

a softer note, for my ears

we took, there was an electric charge in the air, amplified by the unexpected and conspicuous entourage of men in dark suits. They were shifting boxes, placing my old belongings onto my once familiar

Mr. Henderson in tow. As the door swung closed behind us, the hushed conversations of the open

sounds, casting a serene, almost somber atmosphere.

with deep mahogany beams crisscrossing overhead, complemented by a massive table that dominated the room, its polished surface

as he smoothed out the papers before him, each movement precise and calculated. His

your new contract. We’re…. delighted to

the legalities that accompanied a high-stakes return. But

a snide edge to his voice, “to have friends

to drop several degrees. Logan’s demeanor shifted from casual indifference to menacing in a split second. His piercing eyes locked onto Mr. Henderson’s, a silent warning in their

held him captive. After what felt like an eternity, Logan simply raised an

man continued, trying to regain his composure, “All you

on me, like a