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.

I didn’t expect to see you here today. I figured you’d be off somewhere… else.

I’m popular, huh?” My words were genial, but I felt the exact opposite. And Sarah didn’t return my

any other day.” She smirked. “Right. Cases.” And with that. biting remark, she moved past me, but not without knocking into me. The

she held in her hand, still warm from the printer, went 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.

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

maintain my composure. “Of course, Sarah. Let me know

pointed glances. Ben from family law joked

of the morning sink in. The walls felt like they were closing in, the whispers growing louder

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

shot back quietly, sitting heavily in my chair. “These

huffed. “So what if they want

Ema,” I murmured, rubbing my temples. “It’s about perception. If they see me as just… Logan’s plaything, then everything I’ve done, everything I’ve

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

easier said than done. I’ve worked

is. Show them your strength, your grace. Your abilities. Not because

tugged at my lips.

I decided to put the morning behind me and get to work

an hour passed before I already found myself swamped with paperwork. Files were scattered all across my desk, and my computer screen flashed with new emails. Among

attached document detailing our new case. I had expected something about

case I was accustomed to, and for a moment, I was

years, it seemed, the piece of land had been in a sort of limbo, without a clear jurisdictional ruling on which region it