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

might be an excellent lawyer, but

you to teach me Mafia 101. I’m asking you to stick to your

to storm out, but this was

stretched, and just when it felt like the atmosphere would 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

cracked. “When did

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

incredulity. “How am I supposed to

of my mouth was palpable. Logan’s steely gaze was fixed on the window as he readjusted his collar, attempting to regain his

fry, Ella,” he murmured, finally breaking the silence. “Accept the deal, and I’ll sign whatever papers

My own rent was due, and I needed the income from this case to cover it. Still,

a little sharper than I intended. “But not for your sake. For mine.” His eyebrows knitted together, a silent question forming, but he said nothing. Instead, he followed me back to the

us a

cleared my throat, pushing down my anger. “My client…

hand. This time, Logan shook it, and I didn’t stop him. All I could do was watch in

in my ears as I strode from the room, heading straight

seemed to have hit a nerve,” she said. “That’s why he’s in such a mood. It has to be. But why? Why

“He’s clearly a lying, no-good idiot. He’s a… a criminal.

don’t like it either, but remember that

not

echoing in the space of my small office. I sighed,

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