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.”

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

tilted his head slightly, considering my words. Then, with a smirk, he said, “So what? Let them judge. They’ll judge you no matter what. At least

up at the building, the windows reflecting 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

took it without hesitation. Arm in arm, we

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

a tremble I had

soft

their curiosity with busy facades, but their furtive glances spoke louder than words. And in the

playing the part of the doting boyfriend perfectly. I could feel the weight of everyone’s

voice dipped into a softer note, for my

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

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 move,

room muted the city’s early morning sounds, casting a serene, almost somber atmosphere. The room

that dominated the room, its polished surface reflecting the soft, yellow glow

he smoothed out the papers before him, each movement precise and calculated. His customary confidence seemed to waver as he looked between

is your new contract. We’re…. delighted

the papers. They detailed my reinstatement, my new position, and all the legalities that accompanied a high-stakes return. But

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

I could respond, the temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees. Logan’s demeanor shifted from casual indifference to menacing in a split second. His piercing eyes

promise of retribution, held him captive. After what felt like an eternity, Logan simply raised an eyebrow, and it was enough to ensure Mr. Henderson wouldn’t broach the

his composure,

seeming almost too heavy in my grasp. As I scribbled my name, I could feel Logan’s watchful eyes on me, like a guardian ensuring nothing would harm his charge.