His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 319

Chapter 319 Breakroom Gossip Vs Cold Blood

Ella

As the sun peeked through the gaps in my curtains, illuminating the quiet of my bedroom, my phone buzzed.

The name on the screen-Logan-made my heart race. It had been a week since our conversation at the bar, and while the weight of his story still lingered between us, our professional relationship had felt as though it solidified.

“Morning.” I answered, my voice still raspy from sleep. “You’re calling me bright and early today.”

“Ella,” he greeted, his tone more formal than I’d grown used to. “The last case you handled for me went well. I have another one, but this… it’s different. More complicated. A lot more complicated.”

I sat up, intrigued. “Complicated how?”

He paused, choosing his words carefully. “There’s been a murder. On a property I own.”

The gravity of his words settled over me. I chewed the inside of my cheek as I ran my hand through my hair, my eyes darting across the room.

“A murder?” I asked quietly.

Logan was silent for a moment. “Yes,” he finally replied. “Ella, I… His voice softened a bit. “I know how it sounds, but it had nothing to do with me. And yet…” He paused again. I heard the sound of another voice in the background- someone calling his name.

“Logan?” I called out.

I could hear him clear his throat. “Actually, I’ll send you the details later, alright?” he said. “Something came up.”

I sighed. It was only six in the morning, and I was already being bombarded with a case that I hadn’t been expecting; a murder, of all things. “I see,” I said, putting on my best professional voice. “Just get me the details, and I’ll handle it.”

slightly softer. “But brace yourself,

confidence surging. “I love

trepidation. Little did I know, the

hustle of the morning shift greeted me. The air buzzed with activity,

glances in my direction, I made my way

came from the breakroom, and

her signature nasal tone-said, dripping with condescension. “The rookie’s

here for five years, and I’ve never been handed something of this magnitude. Especially not on

by a sneering laugh. “Well, maybe if you were sleeping with your client, you’d

cocktail. I felt my hands curl up into fists at my sides, and my ears

of me “Tell them.” she growled, bristling at their harsh words. “Tell them that they’re wrong. You’re not

worth it to try to argue against these gossips. Kill ’em with kindness, as Moana

into the breakroom. “Good morning, everyone,” I greeted cheerfully, grabbing a coffee mug. “How’s everyone’s day

went silent. Most of them averted their gaze, their guilt evident. Slowly, one by one, they began to leave, the tension in

dripped with malice. “You should be

I replied, opting for politeness. She huffed, casting me one last dirty look before walking out, her heels clicking angrily against the

sigh, feeling the weight of the morning’s events. But then, the thought of the challenging

light in my dim office. Files that had yet to be neatly put away lay scattered across the desk, testament to the complex

the lone noise breaking the quiet, until the soft knock on my door startled

Logan walked in, his usually confident posture replaced by one of tension. His stormy eyes

standing up. “What brings you here? I thought you were going

a deep breath, closing the door gently behind him. “I was,” he said, running a hand through his dark hair. “But I decided that it would be best if I talked to you in person, because

eyes. “As you know, someone was murdered in one of my

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