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

moved on, leaving me alone with my

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 reading

or was there something more to it? Did he really plan on

shook my head, frustrated with myself. I was letting Sarah’s words get to

to me, respectful, even. But there was

on, the minutes 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 I could escape the office and

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

rush of words. But it was too late to take

Mafia and the

But not all men are like that, Ella. Just some of them.” “But how do I know that you’re not like that?” I

he said, his voice filled with pain. “I would never do anything like that to

and doubt were like a dark cloud, hanging over me, obscuring everything else. It was only made worse by what I overheard at the dinner party

spill out

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