His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 279 Disrespect

Ella

The office hummed with the usual activity, but as I sat at my desk, the files for the new case spread out in front of me, my mind kept drifting to Sarah’s words. They clung to me like a shadow, her insinuations and her accusations haunting me.

I tried to focus on the documents in front of me, the complicated legal jargon and the details of the new case with Logan. But my hands trembled slightly no matter how hard I tried to steady them, and I couldn’t shake the fear that had settled itself in the pit of my stomach.

What if Sarah was right? What if I was trapped? A pawn in a game that I didn’t fully understand? A game that I could never understand?

“Ella,” a voice said, snapping me out of my thoughts, and I looked up to find Mr. Henderson standing over my desk. “Are you okay? You look distracted.”

I forced a smile, willing myself to push Sarah’s words aside. “I’m fine,” I lied. “Just a lot on my mind.”

He frowned, his eyes searching my face from behind his wire-rimmed glasses. He still wore the fancy Rolex on his wrist. “Well, I hope that what’s on your mind is your case, and not trivial matters,” he said. “This new case with Mr. Barrett is of the utmost importance. I need you to be focused. Understand?”

Mr. Henderson,” I assured him, hoping that my face didn’t betray

moved on, leaving me alone with my thoughts

words, his actions, the way he conducted himself. Everything that he ever said or did felt like a trick now. I was reading into everything, even down

really just trying to help me with my career, or was there something more to it? Did he really

with myself. I was letting Sarah’s words get to me, letting them plant seeds of

even. But there

I found myself glancing at the clock, counting down the

resolve

myself somehow. When I finally stepped out into the cool evening air, my heart skipped a beat. There, waiting outside, were the same sleek black cars that I had become all too familiar with, and

Morgan,” he said as I approached. “Your chariot

hissed, my voice sharper than I intended. “What are you doing here? I live within walking distance. You don’t need to be picking me up every single

his eyes twinkling with amusement. “It’s a dangerous

up inside me. “By disrespecting my wishes? Is this how it’s going to be all throughout this year? I don’t want this to be

vanished, his eyes widening in confusion. “What are you talking about, Ella? Trapped? Abused? What’s all this

of words. But it was too late to

voice trembling. “What they say about the Mafia and the women who get involved with them?

his jaw clenching. When he finally spoke, his voice was soft and filled with regret. “It is true, to an extent. But not all men are like that, Ella. Just some of them.” “But how do I know that you’re not like

Ella,” he said, his voice filled with pain. “I would never do anything like that to

But the fear and doubt were like a dark cloud, hanging over me, obscuring everything else. It was only made worse by

Logan!” I cried, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. “How can I ever

his eyes filled with compassion.