His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 312 Recess

Ella

The familiar rap of the gavel echoed through the room, announcing a brief and sorely-needed break.

“We will resume in fifteen minutes,” the judge declared, eyes scanning the crowd for any signs of objection. Logan and I quickly retreated from the central floor, seeking a quieter corner of the bustling courthouse. The weight of the recent testimonies bore

down on me. My head was full of images of the struggling tenants, their tales of hardship, and most of all, the young boy with Leukemia and his resilient mother. But it was the mask of indifference Logan wore that disturbed me the most.

The courthouse buzzed with activity as people got up to take their breaks, but in the midst of the chaos, I found a small, secluded alcove in the stairwell. The hushed voices and distant murmur of conversations created a curtain of white noise, but it was quiet enough for what needed to be said.

I motioned for Logan to follow me, and although there was reluctance in his stride, he didn’t resist. As we stepped into the shadowed space, I took a deep breath, preparing to confront him.

“Logan,” I started, forcing my voice to remain even, “after everything we’ve just heard in there, can you honestly tell me you still want to go through with this? Now is your chance if you want to change your mind.”

He looked a tad defensive, his dark eyebrows drawing together. “What are you implying?” With a mixture of frustration and urgency, I pulled out a thin folder from my bag and thrust it towards him.

“I’ve done my research. I’ve looked into every tenant in that building. Miss Smith was telling the truth about her son’s condition. And the landlord? He’s been a godsend to her, allowing flexibilities that no one else would.”

He scanned the documents, then looked up, confusion marring his handsome features. “Why am I only seeing these now?” he asked. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

maybe if you saw the human side of this, you

crossing his face. “I don’t recall seeing these,” he murmured, flipping through the folder. “Are

me,” I growled. Logan swallowed, nodding as he handed the folder back to me.

you’ve been distant in this entire case. Your negligence isn’t just risking my professional reputation-it’s toying with people’s lives. Innocent people’s

clear sign of distress. “Ella, I apologize. Things have been complicated,

when you decide to involve yourself in a legal battle, you owe it to everyone to be

his eyes, but it did little to quell my frustration. “This past month has been an anomaly,” he said quietly. “I’ll be sure to be

about the files,” I said. “Logan, your actions have consequences. If you continue down this path, it’s not

face seemed to harden. He shook his head, folding his arms across his chest. “So you’re still on that whole thing. I thought that

eyes widened. “Sob stories? Didn’t I just prove to you that Miss Smith’s testimony was

that it’s all blown out of proportion, Ella,’ he whispered, not meeting my eyes. “Sure, they’re true. But they’re still stories. that are meant

at him, the very act of looking into his eyes becoming a challenge. “Do you truly believe that? Because when I

mine, ant imperceptible movement that would have gone unnoticed to anyone else. But I saw it. I

I’ll cut Miss Smith a check so she can buy

a check,” I hissed. “I’m asking you to do the right thing here. Now is your chance to back out of the case. Come to an agreement. Walk away with your ego bruised a little, but with the

darkened even more. “Don’t patronize

my voice soften just a touch. “This could be your moment, you know? Your chance

too familiar stubbornness flickering in his gaze.

pressed on, knowing I had touched a nerve. “Your mother would want you to do