His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 299

Chapter 299 Target Practice

Ella

The laughter from Logan was unexpected-a short burst, barely audible over the ambient hum of the bar’s patrons. “You’re very funny, Ella,” he said, shaking his head. I sat up straighter, leveling Logan with an icy stare. “I’m dead serious, Logan.”

His blue eyes bore into mine, trying to gauge if I was joking. “You? A gun?” “Yes,” I replied, unwavering. “Growing up, my father made sure I took shooting lessons. For self-defense. Your bodyguard has an extra pistol, doesn’t he?”

Logan’s expression shifted from amusement to contemplation. “You truly think you can handle it?”

“I wouldn’t be asking if I couldn’t.”

He sighed and ran a hand through his dark hair. “Alright. But you’ll have to prove yourself first.”

“Prove myself how?” I laughed, looking around. “Don’t tell me your next big reveal of the night is for me to shoot the pimp that’s been standing in the corner and giving you dirty glares since you beat up one of his customers.”

Logan’s face turned a slight shade of red, but only momentarily.

“No,” he said. “Come on. I’ll show you.”

As the music and laughter reverberated through the bar, Logan took my hand and guided me away from the throng of people, making sure we went unnoticed.

a quick detour to the bar, grabbing empty beer bottles that had been discarded by the party-goers. Their green glass glinted with remnants of liquid under

to recycle those or

He smirked. “You’ll see.”

said “B”. As we took it down, the air

Ella took shooting lessons, huh?” Logan asked, glancing

so surprised?” I asked, “It was important for my safety.

scratched his chin thoughtfully. “Just didn’t think he’d be

“You have no

Logan, with a side glance, added, “Clearly, the apple doesn’t fall far from the

the hint of a smile forming. “What do you mean?” I asked. He hesitated, then finally

tried to keep my face

I first met you, I had some preconceived notions. Thought you’d be just another wealthy heiress, more interested

slightly, taken aback by his

admit I was wrong. I’m pleased to get to know the real Ella, and not

retorts rushed to my mind, but instead of voicing any, I chose silence.

“You shouldn’t believe everything you read,” I finally said, my voice cool. Logan chuckled. “I’ve learnt that

its descent, the seconds ticking away, making the atmosphere grow thicker. “I look forward to meeting your father one day,” Logan remarked, breaking

about it still

I replied noncommittally, leaving unsaid the words that swirled in my mind: I’m not sure if I ever want that to

slid open, revealing the rustic confines beyond, I felt a

basement, the scent of old cement and moist dirt surrounded us, offering a stark contrast to the contemporary atmosphere

the bottles on an old wooden table. The room was spacious, the brick walls damp, revealing its age and history. From somewhere high up, an old rusty sign hung, swaying ever so slightly, bearing the

instantly, their fragments scattering across the table. He grinned triumphantly, expecting applause or at least some semblance of

He handed over the gun, an amused expression on his face, no

all the relentless

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