His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 309 Shadows of The Past

Ella

The familiar scent of mahogany and fresh ink greeted me as I walked into the firm, but something felt different that day.

It wasn’t a physical change in the surroundings, but a shift in the atmosphere-the type of shift that instantly lets you know you’ve become the topic of whispered conversations.

Conversations halted mid-sentence, eyes diverted, and the atmosphere grew noticeably cooler. Jane from the legal research team was suddenly very interested in her coffee cup, while Peter from corporate had suddenly taken an intense interest in his shoe laces.

My inner wolf, always keen and alert, sensed the discomfort instantly. “It’s because of Logan”, she growled softly in the back of my mind. “It’s because of him and your association with him.”

I gave a forced smile to Diane, the receptionist, trying to brush off the internal chatter of my wolf and the external coldness of my colleagues. “Morning, Diane,” I greeted cheerfully, though I could feel the strain..

“Ella,” she replied, her tone lacking its usual warmth. Her gaze flicked to her computer screen, avoiding direct eye contact.

My heart sank. Diane had always been friendly, we had shared countless coffees and gossip during break time. This distant, almost clinical response wasn’t like her.

“Ignore them. What do they know anyway?” my wolf snarled. “We don’t need their validation.”

But it wasn’t about validation. “It’s about respect,” I answered in my mind, almost pleadingly to my wolf. “I’ve worked too hard to let this whole arrangement with Logan taint everything.”

But as I moved deeper into the firm, it became painfully evident that the frosty reception wasn’t limited to just the foyer.

remarked, her voice dripping with faux surprise as she approached, her stack of case papers in hand. “I must say, I didn’t expect to see you here today. I figured you’d

but I felt the exact opposite. And

my wolf bristle at the comment. “Well, I’ve got cases to work on, Sarah. Just like any other day.” She

scattering everywhere. Instinctively, I bent down to help. “Here’s your chance,” my wolf whispered. “Show her you’re more than just rumors. Show her your heart. You’re a good person,

handing them back with a smile. “Quite the morning, huh?” Sarah hesitated, then snatched them away, her eyes cold. “I can manage,” she snapped. “But

composure. “Of course, Sarah. Let me know if

from family law joked loudly about how “connections”

walls felt like they were closing in, the whispers growing louder even though they were now

evident. “She couldn’t even be bothered to show a little gratitude

my

what if they want to gossip? It’s

“It’s about perception. If they see me as just… Logan’s plaything, then everything I’ve

and guttural. “Then prove them wrong. Let your work speak

easier said than done. I’ve worked so hard to be here. To be seen as competent,

softer, more reassuring voice from within responded. “Then let’s remind them of who Ella really is. Show them

at my

to put the morning

were scattered all across my desk,

expected something

was accustomed to, and for a moment, I was puzzled as to why Logan

the city. For years, it seemed, the piece of land had been