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.”

his grip, my eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “Look at us, Logan. How do you expect them to take me seriously, walking in arm-in- arm with the

Let them judge. They’ll judge

the morning sun in a dazzling display. Behind those panes were colleagues, mentors, some of them even something like friends –

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

without hesitation. Arm in arm,

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

he greeted, though his voice had a tremble I had never detected before. “It’s wonderful to see you

us, the soft murmur

to mask their curiosity with busy facades, but their furtive glances spoke louder than words. And in the midst of those

responded smoothly, pulling me a little closer, playing the part of the doting boyfriend perfectly. I could

his voice dipped into a softer note,

took, there was an electric charge in the air, amplified by the unexpected and conspicuous entourage of men in dark suits. They were

meeting room, Mr. Henderson in tow. As the door swung closed behind us, the hushed conversations of the open floor began anew. I was acutely aware that my every

morning sounds, casting a serene, almost somber atmosphere. The room itself was opulent in

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

before him, each movement precise and

is your new contract. We’re…. delighted to

legalities that accompanied a high-stakes

Mr. Henderson started, a snide edge to his voice, “to have friends in

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

his throat. The weight of that gaze, that silent promise of retribution, held him captive. After what

regain his composure, “All you need to do is sign at the bottom,

Logan’s watchful eyes on me, like a guardian ensuring nothing would harm his charge. With the ink drying, I leaned back, the signed contract now binding me