His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 296

Chapter 296 All That Glitters is Not Gold

Ella

The stretcher bearing the injured man maneuvered its way through the crowd. The room seemed to be in slow motion, with each passing second feeling like an eternity. The stark contrast of the man’s bloodied face against the pristine backdrop of the opulent ballroom was a sight that would stay with me for a long time.

Logan, ever the picture of calm, nonchalantly picked up a white cloth napkin from a nearby table. With deliberate strokes, he began to clean the blood from his knuckles. To the casual observer, it would seem like he was simply wiping away a spill from dinner. But I knew better. A well-dressed man approached Logan, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Well done, Logan,” he said, clapping him on the back with an almost brotherly familiarity. “That guy was a real Class A pest. Maybe now he’ll finally learn his lesson.”

Logan just nodded, his face expressionless. He said nothing; there was nothing he could say. It wasn’t exactly like he could reveal that he had beat up a man for hitting an escort, especially when most of these men likely treated escorts exactly the same.

While the men around him congratulated Logan, offering their approval, I felt at maelstrom of emotions within me. It was almost surreal. With just a few words, I had set in motion events that resulted in a man being brutalized.

The weight of what had transpired was overwhelming. On one hand, I felt a certain satisfaction-justice had been doled out. The escort, a victim, had been avenged. But, on the other hand, the realization that my words held so much power was terrifying.

momentarily, trying to find solace in the connection I shared

choices we make, how we use it.” I leaned

ballroom, the opulence of the event, it all seemed so absurd when contrasted against the stark reality of what had just occurred. As I glanced around, I was astounded by the apathy in the room; no one seemed even remotely interested in the brutal scene that had

corner of my eye, I spotted the young escort with the blackened eye. She was standing near the back, looking equal parts relieved and terrified. As our eyes met, she managed a weak smile. It was a small gesture,

Ema said, urging me. “She

I approached her, my heels clicking softly against the marble floor. “Are

her voice low. “I’ll live. But that guy? He was a big customer. My

a desperate need to help. In a frantic motion, I grabbed a cocktail napkin and a pen from the bar and quickly scribbled down an

Tell them Ella sent you. If

escort’s brows furrowed in confusion.

her off. “It doesn’t matter. Just use that story. It’s in a different city, but it’s safe. The work is hard, but they’ll

girl eyed me suspiciously, doubt evident in her gaze. “How

a risk I hadn’t considered.

ask questions. If you really want a

moment, uncertainty clouding her eyes. Finally, she nodded slowly. “I’ll think about it.” She offered me a tentative

walked away, I felt a mixture of relief and apprehension. Had I done the right thing? Before I could process it further, a familiar presence enveloped

to my waist, drawing me into the dance floor. The music surrounded us, but the world seemed to fade away as

Mindlink, I heard his voice, tinged with frustration and concern.

words. “I had

plan? Offer every escort in the city a job?

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