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?”

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

satisfied, and moved on, leaving

energy on it, I found my mind still straying to Logan’s words, his actions, the way he conducted himself. Everything that

more to it? Did

Sarah’s words get to

He was different. He had been kind to me, respectful, even. But there was a nagging voice in the back of my

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

I had a new resolve within me: I needed to figure out a way to make sure that this… this ‘arrangement’ with Logan wouldn’t end in dire

There, waiting outside, were the same sleek black cars

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

here? I live within walking distance. You don’t need to be picking me up every

twinkling with amusement. “It’s

how it’s going to be all

“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

trembling. “What they say about the Mafia and the women who get

looked away, 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 that?” I asked, my voice breaking. “How can

Ella,” he said, his voice filled with pain. “I would

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

your men kidnapped me, Logan!” I cried, tears threatening to spill out

his hand gently touching my arm, his eyes filled with compassion. “That was a misunderstanding, Ella. You know that. You