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.

honeyed venom, said, “how do you feel about this

father, Leonard, turned to me with a measured smile. “I am delighted to 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

my own family gatherings. They were always filled with

there was an undercurrent of something more sinister. I shifted my attention from Logan and his father, searching for a maternal figure that might bring some semblance of warmth to this

burned in my mind, but I hesitated to ask Logan directly. Then, a voice, sugary with a hint of mockery, cut through my thoughts as I perused the

meet you. I’ve heard so much. I’m Marina.” Logan’s brother’s fiancée stepped forward, her extravagant red dress shimmering with

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

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

outside, she was 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 an Alpha, too. I

taking her delicate, outstretched hand. Almost immediately, Marina jumped into the typical

made an entrance tonight,” she said, gesturing to my dress with the hand. that I just shook while her other hand gently held a martini glass. “Though, I must say, I’m rather surprised you wore

felt proud to wear.

composed. “I believe in wearing what I feel

Logan would want someone a bit more refined. But I’ve heard he’s always had

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

here?” Logan appeared beside me, his

her demeanor changing in a heartbeat. “Just getting to know your lovely partner,

said nothing. Marina, not one to be easily subdued,

leaving a trail of whispered conversations in her wake. I let out

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 the stiff atmosphere