His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 273 Family Ties

Ella

The grandeur of Logan’s family estate was unmatched, the chandeliers glistening with thousands of crystals, reflecting the light in the room. I hesitated for a moment on the threshold, taking in the lavish spread of food and guests buzzing with conversation.

My previous assumption had been sorely inaccurate. This was not a mere family dinner. It was a statement, a spectacle. And I was the trophy on his arm, the daughter of the CEO of WereCorp. An accessory.

I put on a smile, though, if only to play my part- just as Logan had requested. It was part of our plan, after all. And after what happened with the billboard, Logan’s motives behind wanting to take down the Mafia were becoming more clear to me.

Logan was ever the commanding presence. Every move he made, every word he uttered, seemed to draw attention. Tonight was no exception. His sharp gaze traveled the room, making sure to make contact with every important person in attendance. It was difficult to find any hint of the melancholy I had glimpsed earlier, maybe I had been mistaken.

But when he was with his father and brother, there was an unmistakable tension. Their discussions, filled with veiled jabs and curt nods, were strictly about business, the sort of gritty dealings that made up the underworld.

said, “how do

connect with the Morgan family. The union of our families will strengthen us, wouldn’t you say, Ella?” Before I could respond, Logan jumped in. “Father

recalled my own family gatherings. They were

more sinister. I shifted my attention from Logan and his father, searching for a maternal figure

but I hesitated to ask Logan directly. Then, a voice, sugary with a hint of mockery, cut through my thoughts as I perused the hors d’oeuvres

to meet you. I’ve heard so much. I’m Marina.” Logan’s brother’s

like her already.” Ema’s voice dripped with disdain inside my head, nearly causing me to choke on the martini that I

demeanor was nothing like mine. She was proud, poised, and, in a word, regal. But Ema was right, there was something off about her…

a pretty princess. On the inside, there was something smarter, more calculating. She was out of Harry’s league by leaps and bounds, and she was

outstretched hand. Almost immediately, Marina jumped into

hand gently held a martini glass. “Though, I must say, I’m

that I had felt proud to wear. It was the white

breath, reminding myself to remain composed. “I believe in

Logan would want someone a bit

stunning,” I said, forcing a tense smile. “That color looks nice on you.” Marina’s lips twitched,

beside me, his presence immediately commanding Marina’s

changing in a heartbeat. “Just getting to know your

waist, pulling me closer, his protective stance unmistakable. He said nothing. Marina, not one to be easily

walked away, leaving a trail of whispered conversations

I whispered to Logan. He pressed a soft kiss on my temple. An act for the onlookers, really, but intimate enough to cause a heat to climb into my cheeks. I quickly leaned away once there weren’t so many eyes on us, and shot Logan a look. He didn’t seem to notice, too distracted by