His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

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 a

smirked, confidence surging. “I love

did I know, the day had more in store

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

the curious glances in my direction, I made my way

I 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

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

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

you were sleeping with your client, you’d have a

fists at my sides, and my ears began to grow into slight points as

stirred inside of me “Tell them.” she growled, bristling at their harsh words. “Tell them that they’re

head, swallowing nervously to quell the anger. “No. It’s not worth it to try to argue against these gossips. Kill ’em with kindness, as Moana always

the breakroom. “Good morning, everyone,” I greeted cheerfully, grabbing a

one, they began to leave, the tension in the room palpable. All except Sarah. She lingered, her brown eyes narrowed,

dripped with malice. “You should be ashamed

gaze head-on, refusing to let her words rattle me. “Noted. Have a great day, Sarah,” I replied, opting for politeness. She huffed, casting me one last

weight of the morning’s events. But then, the thought of the challenging case ahead, the intricacies I’d have to unravel, pushed the incident to the back of my

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

confident posture replaced

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

hair. “But I decided that it would be best if I

one of my

back in my chair, intrigued.