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?”

Henderson,” I assured him, hoping that my face didn’t betray the churning in my belly. “I

satisfied, and moved on, leaving me alone with my thoughts

delved into the case and tried to focus my entire energy on it, I found my mind still straying to Logan’s 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 to the minor muscle movements in his hands and wrists when he spoke

help me with my career, or was there something more to

was letting Sarah’s words get to me, letting

to me, respectful, even. But

each one filled with doubt and uncertainty. I found myself glancing at the clock, counting down the hours until I could leave, until I

my things at the end of the day, I had a new resolve within

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 standing beside them was Logan with a

Miss Morgan,” he said as I approached.

you doing here? I live within walking distance. You

his eyes twinkling with amusement. “It’s a dangerous city, Ella. I’m just trying to

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

are you talking about, Ella? Trapped? Abused?

fear and anxiety spilling out in a rush of words. But

say about the Mafia and the women who get involved with them? That they’re trapped,

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

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

a dark cloud, hanging over me, obscuring everything else. It was only made worse by what

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

compassion. “That was a misunderstanding, Ella. You