His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story
Chatper 315
Chapter 315 A Change Of Heart
Ella
The courthouse’s archaic clock chimed, echoing through the expansive corridor. Warm sunlight filtered through the stained-glass windows, casting a kaleidoscope of colors onto the cold marble floor.
The hum of hushed conversations filled the hallway as I pushed my way out of the bathroom. In a few minutes, I’d be back in court, facing another round of the tumultuous battle between Logan and the local tenants.
I wasn’t looking forward to it; not in the slightest. And I especially wasn’t looking forward to it after my emotional conversation with Miss Smith in the restroom.
Logan’s tall frame called out to me from the end of the hallway. “Ella,” he said, a strange sense of what almost sounded like remorse in his voice, “I’d like to talk to you.”
The sunlight filtering through caught the flecks of gold in his blue eyes, but they bore an uncharacteristic uncertainty to them.
“Oh, god,” I thought to myself as I approached. “What is it now?” “Does he look… remorseful?” Ema asked, perking up slightly. “Maybe he’s had a change of heart after all.”
“Don’t get too excited, Ema,” I said plainly in response. “And don’t give the jerk too much credit. I’m almost entirely certain that he doesn’t even have a heart in there to change.”
I approached and stopped a couple of feet in front of him, noticing how the hallway was emptying as the others returned to court. “What is it?” I asked, checking my watch.
“Ella,” he began, his voice lower than its usual confident timbre, “about earlier-*
“What about earlier?” I interjected, raising a brow. “You mean when you tried to intimidate me, or when you referred to a single mother and her dying son as ‘just business’?”
The chandeliers overhead cast soft light, reflecting off the high-gloss wooden benches and illuminating Logan’s conflicted expression.
that his shoulders slumped a little, too. “It’s about both of those
an impatient look in her gaze. She held
I muttered. “But make
sorry. For all of it. That’s
took a deep breath, pressing my lips together. “An apology,” Ema said. “Maybe that’s
Right?”
manipulative tactic to bring me back to his side. And
in response to Logan’s apology. partially because the bailiff’s impatient eyes were now
back in court. Just remember, you may be… complicated in my life, but first and foremost right now, you’re my client and nothing more. I’m here to win this case for you because it’s my duty as your lawyer.” I paused, glancing away. “But after
contrast to the creamy backdrop of the courthouse walls. “Ella, we made a contract. It’s binding, is
click of my heels echoing against the stone flooring. “But binding or not, if I’m dealing with someone who lies about his
took a step closer, his scent-a mix of sandalwood and something uniquely Logan- filling the air. “I never lied about my intentions. But Ella, if you’re so unhappy with our arrangement, after this
blinked, taken aback by his concession. This was not the domineering Logan Barrett I had come to know. Before I could respond, the bailiff’s voice boomed, interrupting
surprise, Logan reached out, holding the door open for me. I murmured a quiet thank you, deliberately avoiding his gaze, and stepped into
more imposing than before. The tall ceilings, flanked by ornate moldings, dwarfed the attendees. The stained oak of the jury
was thick with anticipation. Heads turned, eyes following us, their whispers a constant, hushed undertone. The opposing lawyer, Mr. Delaney, a slender man with a shock of silver hair,
winnable
the room, punctuated by the shuffle of papers and the soft creak of leather seats. I could feel the weight of Miss Smith’s gaze on me.
felt like a dagger to my chest, the responsibility and the implications of the case pressing down heavily. As the room awaited the judge’s response, Logan, in a move
he began, pausing to look around the room. The sunlight streamed through the high windows, casting long beams that highlighted the dust
judge said, peering at Logan over his
But Logan remained standing.
glaring up at him,
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His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story Chatper 315
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