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.”

from his grip, my eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “Look at us, Logan. How do you expect them to take

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

those panes were colleagues, mentors, some of them even something like friends – and

I felt a rush of something unexpected. Courage. Letting out a long sigh, I squared

I took it without hesitation. Arm in arm, we

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

he greeted, though his voice had a tremble I

soft murmur

words. And in the midst

smoothly, pulling me a little closer, playing the part of the doting boyfriend perfectly. I could feel the weight of everyone’s attention, and it felt like a heavy cloak, dampening

dipped into a softer

unexpected and conspicuous entourage of men in dark suits. They were shifting boxes, placing my old belongings onto my once familiar desk, effectively signaling my reentry into the

from me, Logan led the way into the large 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 move, our every interaction, was

the city’s early morning sounds, casting a serene, almost somber atmosphere. The room itself was opulent in its

complemented by a massive table that dominated the room, its polished surface reflecting the soft, yellow glow of

papers before him, each movement precise and calculated.

this is your new contract. We’re…. delighted to have you

the legalities that accompanied a high-stakes return. But it was more than just words on a

to his voice, “to have friends in high places, ensuring

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 locked onto Mr. Henderson’s, a silent warning in

silent promise of retribution, held him captive. After what felt like an eternity, Logan simply raised an eyebrow, and

composure, “All you need

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. With the