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?”

my face didn’t betray

satisfied, and moved on, leaving me

even as I 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

help me with my career, or was there something more to it? Did he really plan on ‘letting me go’ once this

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

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

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

had a new resolve within me: I needed to figure out a way to make sure that this… this ‘arrangement’ with

outside, were the same sleek black cars that I had become all

Morgan,” he said as I approached.

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

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

inside me. “By disrespecting my wishes? Is this how it’s going to be all throughout this year?

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

blanched, realizing that I had spoken without thinking, my fear and anxiety spilling out in a rush of

“What they say about the Mafia and the women who get involved

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

pain. “I would never do anything like that to you. I’m not like

cloud, hanging over me, obscuring everything else. It was

threatening to spill

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