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.

brother, Harry, his voice dripping with honeyed venom, said, “how do you

family. The union of our families will strengthen us, wouldn’t you say,

my own family gatherings. They were always filled with warmth,

Logan and his father, searching for a maternal

question of her whereabouts burned in my mind, but I hesitated to ask Logan directly. Then, a voice, sugary with

much. I’m Marina.” Logan’s brother’s fiancée stepped forward, her extravagant red

head, nearly causing me to choke

And yet, this woman’s 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 around

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 doubted that

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

gently held a martini glass. “Though, I must say, I’m rather surprised you wore that dress. Surely someone of your stature could

at my dress, a simple yet elegant piece that I had felt proud to wear. It was the white dress from the shop, right

breath, reminding myself to remain composed. “I believe in wearing what I feel represents me,

shark with its prey. “Hmm, how quaint. And here I was thinking Logan would want someone

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

Logan appeared beside me, his presence immediately

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

my waist, pulling me closer, his protective stance unmistakable. He said nothing. Marina, not

at me, she walked away, leaving a trail of whispered conversations in her wake. I let out a breath I

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