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.”

send everything over,” he replied, his tone slightly softer. “But brace yourself, Ella. This one’s

“I love a good

Little did I know, the day had

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

glances in my direction, I made my way to

breakroom, and something compelled me

“The rookie’s got herself

recognized as Mark’s, chimed in, “I’ve been here for five years, and I’ve never been handed something of this magnitude. Especially not on a silver

if you were sleeping with your client,

up into fists at my sides, and my

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

it to

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

averted their gaze, their guilt evident. Slowly, one by one, they began to leave, the

voice dripped with malice. “You should be ashamed of yourself,

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

But then, the thought

neatly

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

of my colleagues. But instead, Logan walked in, his usually confident posture replaced by one of tension. His stormy eyes held a hint of vulnerability

brings you here? I thought you were going to

“I was,” he said, running a hand through his dark hair. “But I

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

in my

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