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

and moved on, leaving me alone

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

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

letting Sarah’s words get to me, letting them plant seeds of

me, respectful, even. But there was a nagging

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

at the end of the day, I had a new resolve within me: I needed

the cool evening air, my heart skipped a beat. There, waiting outside, were the

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

“What are you doing here? I live within walking distance. You don’t need to be

twinkling with amusement. “It’s a dangerous

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

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

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

and the women who get involved with them? That they’re

face paled, and 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

Ella,” he said, his voice filled with pain. “I would never do anything like that to you. I’m not like

like a dark cloud, hanging over me,

threatening to spill out of my eyes. “How can I ever trust

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