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?”

I assured him, hoping that my face didn’t betray the churning

leaving me alone with

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

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

was letting Sarah’s words get to

me, respectful, even. But there was a nagging voice in the

one filled with doubt and uncertainty. I found myself glancing at the clock, counting

had a new resolve within me: I needed to figure out a way

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 standing

Miss Morgan,” he said as

I hissed, my voice sharper than I intended. “What are you doing here? I live within walking distance. You

twinkling with amusement. “It’s a dangerous city,

going to be all throughout this year? I don’t

widening in confusion. “What are you talking about, Ella? Trapped?

of words. But it was too late to take them back now, and a part of me didn’t

asked, my voice trembling. “What they say about the Mafia and the women who get

he 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

filled with pain. “I would never do anything

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

cried, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. “How

out, his hand gently touching my arm, his eyes filled with compassion. “That was a