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 do you feel about this

of our families will strengthen us, wouldn’t you say, Ella?” Before I could respond, Logan jumped in.

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

I shifted my attention from Logan and his father, searching for a maternal figure

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

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

Ema’s voice dripped with disdain inside my head, nearly causing me to choke on

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

more calculating. She was out of Harry’s league by leaps and bounds, and she was an Alpha,

Almost immediately, Marina jumped into the typical conversation of a snarky woman

certainly have 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 that dress. Surely someone

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

to remain composed. “I believe in wearing what I feel represents me, not just what’s

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 took her off guard. Just then, a familiar voice

appeared beside me, his presence immediately commanding Marina’s

a heartbeat. “Just getting to know

my waist, pulling me closer, his protective stance unmistakable. He said nothing. Marina, not one to be easily subdued,

at me, she walked away, leaving a trail of whispered

a soft kiss on my temple. An 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