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.”

my hand from 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 son of one of the city’s most notorious

smirk, he said, “So what? Let them

a dazzling display. Behind those panes were colleagues,

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

time, I took it without hesitation.

Henderson, looking more flustered than I had ever seen him, stood

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

the soft murmur of voices

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

the doting boyfriend perfectly. I could feel the weight of everyone’s attention, and it felt like a heavy cloak, dampening

voice dipped into a softer note, for my

the 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

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

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

vaulted ceilings with deep mahogany beams crisscrossing overhead, complemented by a massive table that dominated the

him, each movement precise and calculated. His customary confidence seemed to waver as

contract. We’re…. delighted to

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

to his voice, “to have friends in high

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

silent promise of retribution, held him captive. After what felt like an

to regain his composure, “All you

took the pen, its cold metallic weight seeming almost too heavy in my grasp. As I scribbled my name, I could feel Logan’s watchful eyes on me, like