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.

Harry, his voice dripping with honeyed venom, said, “how do you

“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

family gatherings. They were

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

the night 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

I’m Marina.” Logan’s brother’s fiancée stepped forward, her extravagant red dress

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

proud, poised, and, in a word, regal. But

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 money was at the forefront of her

outstretched hand. Almost immediately,

gently held

my dress, a simple yet elegant piece that I had felt proud to

breath, reminding myself to remain composed. “I believe in wearing what I feel represents me, not just

And here I was thinking Logan would want someone a

said, forcing a tense smile. “That color looks nice on you.” Marina’s lips twitched, a clear sign

beside me, his presence immediately commanding Marina’s

changing in a heartbeat. “Just getting to know your lovely partner, Logan. It’s

an arm around my waist, pulling me closer, his protective stance unmistakable. He said nothing.

of whispered conversations in her wake. I

whispered to Logan. He pressed 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