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 brace yourself, Ella. This one’s

smirked, confidence surging. “I love a

Little did I know, the day had more in store

air buzzed with activity, with detectives and officers exchanging notes, sipping on their coffee, and prepping for

way to my desk, lost in thoughts

breakroom, and something compelled me to move closer. I halted just outside the

voice-clearly Rebecca’s, with her signature nasal tone-said, dripping with condescension. “The rookie’s got herself

and I’ve never been handed something of this magnitude. Especially not on a

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

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

at their harsh words. “Tell them that they’re wrong. You’re not sleeping with

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

deep breath, I straightened my posture and walked into the breakroom. “Good morning, everyone,” I greeted

evident. Slowly, one by one, they began to leave, the tension in the room palpable.

with

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

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

computer screen was the only source of light in my dim office. Files that had yet to be neatly put

was the lone noise breaking the quiet, until

walked in, his usually confident posture replaced by one of

brings you here? I thought you were going to

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

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

in my

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