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

seemingly satisfied, and moved on, leaving me alone

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.

more to it? Did he

letting Sarah’s words get to me, letting

not like that. He was different. He had been kind to me, respectful, even. But there was a nagging voice

glancing at the clock, counting down the

packed up my things at the end of the day, I had a new resolve within me: I needed to figure out a way to make sure that this…

out into the cool evening air, my heart skipped a beat. There, waiting outside, were the same sleek black cars that

evening, Miss Morgan,” he said as I approached. “Your

I

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

wishes? Is this how it’s going to be all throughout

his eyes widening in confusion. “What are

I had spoken without thinking, my fear and anxiety spilling out in a rush of words. But it was too late to take them back

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

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

his voice filled with pain. “I would never do anything

and doubt were like a dark cloud, hanging over me, obscuring everything

spill out of

touching my arm, his eyes filled with compassion. “That was a misunderstanding,