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

surging. “I love a good

did I know, the day had more in store for me than

into the office, the hustle of the morning shift greeted me. The air buzzed with activity, with detectives and officers exchanging notes, sipping on their coffee, and prepping for the day

my direction, I made my way to my

The voices came from the breakroom, and something compelled me to move closer. I

dripping with condescension. “The rookie’s got herself another case. Third one. And they say that this one’s

been here for five years, and I’ve never been handed something of this magnitude. Especially

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

anger and humiliation mingling in a dangerous cocktail. I felt my hands curl up into fists at my sides, and my

bristling at their harsh words. “Tell them that they’re wrong. You’re

“No. It’s not worth it to try

and walked into the breakroom. “Good morning,

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

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

Have a great day, Sarah,” I replied, opting

sigh, feeling the weight of the morning’s events. But then, the thought of the challenging case ahead, the intricacies I’d have

glow of my computer screen was the only source of light in my dim office. Files that had yet to be neatly put away lay scattered across the desk, testament

noise breaking the quiet, until the soft knock on

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

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

closing the door gently behind him. “I was,” he said, running a hand through his dark hair. “But I decided that it would

in one of my

in my

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