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.

venom, said, “how do you

“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

family gatherings. They were always filled with warmth, laughter, and

Logan and his father, searching for a maternal figure

as the night wore on, I couldn’t spot her. The question of her whereabouts burned in my mind, but I hesitated to ask Logan directly. Then, a voice, sugary with a hint of mockery, cut through my

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

don’t like her already.” Ema’s voice dripped with disdain inside my head, nearly causing

like mine. She was proud, poised, and, in a word, regal. But Ema was right, there was something off about her… The

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

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.

dress, a simple yet elegant piece that I had felt proud to wear.

believe in wearing what I feel represents

shark with its prey. “Hmm, how quaint. And here I was thinking Logan would want someone a bit more refined. But I’ve heard he’s

“That color looks nice on you.” Marina’s lips twitched, a clear sign that my kindness took

beside me, his presence immediately commanding Marina’s

straightened up, her demeanor changing in a heartbeat. “Just

slid an arm around my waist, pulling me closer, his protective stance unmistakable. He said nothing. Marina, not one to be easily subdued, lifted her chin

trail of whispered conversations in her wake. I let out

cheeks. I quickly leaned away once there weren’t so many eyes on us,