Chapter 285 Sound Counsel

Ella

The door to the conference room had clicked shut behind us, muffling the sounds of hushed discussions from inside. The empty stairwell that we found ourselves in was silent, save for the faint hum of the air conditioning.

Logan’s blue eyes met mine, his expression unreadable. But I could feel the simmering tension in the air, thick enough to cut with a knife.

“Why are you acting like this?” I demanded, my voice shaking with anger and disbelief. He blinked in surprise. “Acting like what?”

“Like some…some greedy, opportunistic landlord! Just grabbing the first offer they throw at you because it’s in cash, without a thought to the illegal dealings behind it. That’s not the Logan you said you wanted to be.”

He exhaled deeply, rubbing his temples. “Ella, I’m going to handle the illegal side of things,” he said matter-of-factly. “But not by doing the most blatantly stupid thing-rejecting rent from a tenant who’s willing to pay. That’s just bad. business.”

I stepped closer, poking a finger into his chest. “This goes against everything you’ve told me. You said you wanted to step away from the underworld dealings, to start fresh. This…this isn’t it.”

darkened, his patience

I’m being two-faced? Ella, you’re being naive. You might be an excellent lawyer, but you know nothing about the dynamics of being a

you to teach me Mafia 101. I’m asking you to stick to your word, to have some integrity. I thought we had

at each other, a storm brewing between us. Every part of me wanted to storm out, but this was too important. I needed to understand why he was acting

combust, Logan’s demeanor shifted. His features softened, and he looked away. “Look, I want to take this deal, sort out the issues, and move onto the

“When did we

believe me, if you just…just listen to what I want, we’ll win them all. Your career will skyrocket. But for

incredulity. “How am I supposed to trust you

steely gaze was fixed on the window

much bigger fish to fry, Ella,” he murmured, finally breaking the silence.

won over. My

sake. For mine.” His eyebrows knitted together,

lawyer asked, giving both of us a quizzical

pushing down my anger. “My client… Will take the

shook it, and I didn’t stop him. All I could do was watch in a state of numbness as

my heels against the marble floor echoed in my ears as I strode from the room,

she said. “That’s why he’s in such a mood. It has to be. But why? Why was he so sensitive about her? Why did he shut

idiot. He’s a… a criminal. Why should we care

like it either, but remember

is not

small office.

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