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?”

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

moved on, leaving me alone with my

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

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

frustrated with myself. I was letting Sarah’s words get to me, letting them

respectful, even. But there was a nagging

with doubt and uncertainty. I found myself glancing at the

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

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

you doing here? I live

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

“By disrespecting 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

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

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

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

not all men are like that, Ella. Just some

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

cloud, hanging over

your men kidnapped me, Logan!” I cried, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. “How

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