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?”

that my face didn’t betray

nodded, seemingly satisfied, and moved on, leaving me alone with my thoughts

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 reading into everything, even down to the minor muscle movements in his hands and wrists when

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

head, frustrated with myself. I was letting Sarah’s words get to me, letting them plant seeds of doubt in

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

at the clock,

hardly got any work done. As I packed up my things at the end of the day, I had a new resolve within me: I needed to figure out

There, waiting outside, were the same sleek black cars that I had become all too familiar with, and standing beside them was Logan with a smirk on his

Miss Morgan,” he said as I approached.

are you doing here? I live within

amusement. “It’s

my wishes? Is this how it’s going to be all throughout this year? I don’t want this to be another case where the woman

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

my fear and anxiety spilling out in a rush of words. But it was too late to take them back now, and a part

it true?” I asked, my voice trembling. “What they say about the Mafia and the women who get involved with them? That they’re trapped,

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 do I know that you’re not

have to trust me, Ella,” he said, his voice filled with pain. “I would never do anything like that to you. I’m

a dark cloud, hanging over me, obscuring everything else. It was only made worse

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

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