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.

voice dripping with honeyed venom, said, “how

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

recalled my own family gatherings. They were always filled with

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

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

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

like her already.” Ema’s voice dripped with disdain inside my head, nearly causing me

in a word, regal. But Ema was right, there was something off about her…

was out of Harry’s league by leaps and bounds,

you,” I said, taking her delicate, outstretched hand. Almost immediately, Marina jumped into the typical conversation of a snarky woman

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

yet elegant piece that I had felt proud to wear. It was the white

took a deep breath, reminding myself to remain composed. “I believe in wearing what I feel represents me, not just what’s in fashion

And here I was thinking Logan would want someone a bit more refined.

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

beside me, his presence immediately commanding

demeanor changing in a heartbeat. “Just

closer, his protective stance unmistakable. He said nothing. Marina, not one to be easily subdued, lifted her chin defiantly. “Anyway…

look at me, she walked away, leaving a trail of whispered conversations in her

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