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.

dripping with honeyed venom, said, “how do you feel about this new alliance with

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 is right.

were always filled with

an undercurrent of something more sinister. I shifted my attention from Logan and his father, searching for a maternal figure that might

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 thoughts as I perused the hors d’oeuvres on

I’ve heard so much. I’m Marina.” Logan’s brother’s fiancée stepped forward,

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

this woman’s demeanor was nothing like mine. She was proud, poised, and, in a word, regal.

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

you,” I said, taking her delicate, outstretched hand. Almost immediately, Marina jumped into

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 that dress. Surely someone of your stature could afford something more…

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

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

circling me like a 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 always

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

everything alright here?” Logan appeared beside me, his presence immediately commanding

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

unmistakable. He said nothing. Marina, not one to be easily subdued, lifted her chin

a final, lingering look at me, she walked away, leaving a trail of whispered conversations

a heat to climb into my cheeks. I quickly leaned away