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 new

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 is right. This

my own family gatherings. They were

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

but I hesitated to ask Logan directly. Then, a voice, sugary

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

inside my head, nearly causing me to choke on the martini

a chance, Ema,” I replied. 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 when she stepped up to

of Harry’s league by leaps and bounds, and she was an Alpha, too. I

outstretched hand. Almost immediately, Marina jumped into the typical conversation of a snarky woman at a fancy

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

had felt proud to wear. It was the white dress from

composed. “I believe in wearing what I

how quaint. And here I was thinking Logan would want someone a bit

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

here?” Logan appeared beside me, his

heartbeat. “Just getting

an arm around my waist, pulling me closer, his protective stance unmistakable. He said

away, leaving a trail of whispered conversations in her wake. I let out a breath I hadn’t

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.