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.”

he replied, his tone slightly softer. “But brace yourself, Ella.

confidence surging. “I love a

line went dead, leaving me with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Little did I know, the day had more in store for

greeted me. The air buzzed with activity, with detectives and officers exchanging notes, sipping

made my way

ears. The voices came from the breakroom, and something compelled me to

her signature nasal tone-said, dripping with condescension. “The rookie’s got herself another case. Third

for five years, and I’ve never been handed something of this

you were sleeping with your client,

felt my hands curl up into fists at my sides, and my ears began to grow into slight points as the urge to shift started to creep

their harsh words. “Tell them that

swallowing nervously to quell the anger. “No. It’s not worth it to try to argue against these gossips. Kill ’em with

posture and walked into the breakroom. “Good morning, everyone,” I greeted cheerfully, grabbing

their guilt evident. Slowly, one by one, they began to leave, the tension in the room palpable. All except Sarah. She

voice dripped with malice. “You should

her words rattle me. “Noted. Have a great day, Sarah,” I replied, opting for politeness. She huffed, casting me one last dirty look before

letting out a long sigh, feeling the weight of the morning’s events. But then, the thought of

be neatly put away lay scattered across

lone noise breaking the quiet,

his usually confident posture

brings you here? I thought you were going to send

hair. “But I decided

me straight in the eyes. “As you know, someone was murdered in one of my restaurants-La Lune, it’s called. And up until

leaned back in my chair, intrigued.

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