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.”

over,” he replied, his tone slightly softer. “But

confidence surging. “I

trepidation. Little did I

buzzed with activity,

glances in my direction, I made my way to my

started up my computer, a faint murmur reached my ears. The voices came from the breakroom, and something compelled me to move closer. I halted just outside the door, the conversation

with her signature nasal tone-said, dripping with condescension. “The rookie’s got herself another case. Third one. And they say that this

recognized as Mark’s, chimed in, “I’ve been here for five years, and I’ve never been handed something

pause, followed by a sneering laugh. “Well, maybe if you were sleeping with

up into fists at

growled, bristling at their

worth it to try to argue against these gossips.

breakroom. “Good morning, everyone,”

their guilt evident. Slowly, one by one, they began to leave, the tension in the

approached me, her voice dripped with malice. “You should be ashamed

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

thought of the challenging case

of light in my dim office. Files that had yet to be neatly put away lay scattered across the desk, testament to the complex nature of the cases I had been handling since my arrangement

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

confident posture replaced by one of tension. His stormy eyes held a hint of vulnerability

thought you

was,” he said, running a hand through his dark hair. “But I decided that it would be best if I talked

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

in my chair, intrigued.

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