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.

the elevator, he made a quick detour to the bar, grabbing empty beer bottles that had been discarded by

to recycle

He smirked. “You’ll see.”

stepped into the elevator, where Logan pressed the round button that said “B”. As we took it down, the air was silent, save for the rhythmic dings of the elevator as we gradually descended each

Princess Ella took shooting lessons, huh?” Logan asked, glancing over at me.

so surprised?” I asked, “It was important for my safety. My father wouldn’t have it any other

didn’t think he’d be the type. He must

“You have

slight pause before Logan, with a side glance, added,

forming. “What do you mean?” I asked. He hesitated,

his candidness, I tried to

some preconceived notions. Thought you’d be just another wealthy heiress,

frowned slightly, taken aback by his

and warm. “Now, I’m glad to admit I was wrong. I’m pleased to get to know the real Ella, and not just the

taken aback, not expecting such raw honesty. A thousand retorts rushed to my mind,

not on my agenda. “You shouldn’t believe everything you read,” I finally said, my

atmosphere grow thicker. “I look forward to meeting your

the stipulations of our arrangement, but thinking about it still made me uncomfortable.

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

As the doors slid open, revealing the

moist dirt surrounded us, offering a stark contrast

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 emblem of what might’ve once been the name of a shop.

a swift move, he aimed and fired. Two bottles shattered instantly, their fragments scattering across the table. He

“but now it’s my turn.” He handed over the gun, an amused expression on his face, no doubt expecting me to

sessions, all the instructions, all the relentless drills I had undergone. Holding the pistol firmly, I took

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