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.

his voice dripping with honeyed venom, said, “how

connect with the Morgan family. The union of our families will strengthen us, wouldn’t you say, Ella?” Before

gatherings. They were always

shifted my attention from Logan and his father, searching for a maternal figure that might bring some semblance of warmth to this icy

my mind, but I hesitated to ask Logan directly. Then, a voice, sugary with a hint of mockery,

nice to meet you. I’ve heard so much. I’m Marina.” Logan’s brother’s fiancée stepped

don’t like her already.” Ema’s voice dripped with disdain inside my head, nearly causing

was nothing like mine. She was proud, poised, and, in a word, regal. But Ema was right, there was something off

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

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

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

dress, a simple yet elegant piece that I had felt proud to wear. It

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

Logan would want someone a bit more refined. But I’ve heard he’s always had

“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

Logan appeared beside me, his presence immediately

her demeanor changing in a heartbeat. “Just getting

protective stance unmistakable. He said nothing.

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

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 look. He