His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 274 Intrigue & Devastation

Ella

When Logan’s brother questioned me about my mother, I felt a sudden heat rising in my cheeks. The audacity of the question, the way he said it, filled with a disdain I couldn’t understand, ignited my temper.

“Teach this one a lesson,” Ema hissed. “Oh, how I’d love to gnash my teeth on his skull…”

“Enough,” I said. “Not now.”

“Interesting, considering Ella isn’t even the biological daughter of the Golden Wolf Moana, isn’t that right?” Logan’s brother taunted. “She’s the bastard child of her father and… Who is your mother, Ella?”

I gritted my teeth, struggling to keep my anger at bay. My biological mother’s identity was none of his business, and the way he had thrown the question at me was downright offensive.

As far as anyone was concerned, Moana was my real mother. It didn’t matter whether she was my biological mother or not. Before I could answer, Marina, dressed in her oh-so-extravagant red dress, chimed in, her voice dripping with condescension.

“Oh, Ella, it must have been so difficult growing up with such a confusing family. I remember reading that Moana actually started off as your nanny, didn’t she? And weren’t there rumors that your little sister was conceived during a one-night stand?”

word from Marina like a stab in my chest. My family was being dissected and judged by people who knew nothing

took a deep breath, working to control

thank you,” I responded, my voice steady but icy. “I’m very happy with the way things are, and people should really stop

in once more. “Forgive me for being concerned about

laugh. “Don’t get me started. How many prostitutes

widened. I looked to Marina, whose cool face betrayed no emotion. Her eyes met mine, and flashed with something that

sitting at the head of the table, watching the entire spectacle unfold.

surprise, he said nothing, his face wearing a look of amusement. Was this how he watched his

his silence was his way of adding fuel to the fire. Marina was about to continue her tirade when

his voice firm but not unkind. He paused for a moment, then looked over at me from across the table. “You know, I once met Edrick and Moana at a ball,

with the interruption but compliant. The room seemed to breathe again as

but reassuring gesture that warmed me for a moment before I gently pulled my hand away. Dinner

more drinking and mingling, and the atmosphere lightened somewhat. People moved around, engaging in various conversations, and at one point, I

down onto one of the stools at the small bar with a

yet so foreign. This facade wasn’t all that

compliments. It all had a wearying sameness to it. I took a sip of my drink, the bitterness

I asked my wolf, my lips not moving and my face not betraying a hint of my conversation as my

the same thing,” Ema replied. “Flip sides of the

have put

the Mafia, the worlds were so different. There was an undercurrent of danger here, a tension that was absent from the staid

the whispers,

was supposed to be an ‘engagement party’ for Marina and Harry, but their union was entirely political. I could tell from the way that they didn’t touch, didn’t even look at each other. That was why Marina didn’t seem to care when she

boyfriend or partner in private. And I felt strangely detached from it,