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.

papers in hand. “I must say, I didn’t expect to

“I guess I’m popular, huh?” My words were genial, but I felt the

comment. “Well, I’ve got cases to work on, Sarah. Just like any other day.” She smirked. “Right. Cases.” And with that. biting remark, she moved past me, but not without knocking into me. The pile

went scattering everywhere. Instinctively, I bent down to help. “Here’s your chance,” my wolf whispered. “Show

a handful of papers, I tried 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

tried to maintain my composure. “Of

walk to my office was a gauntlet of veiled remarks and pointed glances. Ben from family law joked loudly

finally reached my office, I closed the door softly behind me, letting the weight of the morning sink in. The walls

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

my chair. “These are my colleagues, my

if they want to gossip? It’s their

If they see me as just… Logan’s plaything, then

guttural. “Then prove them wrong. Let your work speak for itself. Show them

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

voice from within responded. “Then let’s remind them of who Ella really is. Show them your

smile tugged at my lips. “Thanks. I needed

put the morning behind

with paperwork. Files were scattered all across my desk, and my computer screen flashed with new emails. Among them, one particular message caught my

detailing our new case. I had expected something about extortion, smuggling, or

type of case I was accustomed to, and for a moment, I was puzzled as

question was straddling the boundaries of two distinct regions in the city. For years, it seemed, the piece of land had been in a sort