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.”

his tone slightly softer. “But brace yourself, Ella. This

confidence surging. “I

dead, leaving me with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Little did I know,

buzzed with activity, with

my way to my

reached my ears. The voices came from the breakroom, and something compelled me to move closer. I halted just outside

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

chimed in, “I’ve been here for five years, and

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

a dangerous cocktail. I felt my hands curl up into fists at my sides, and my ears began to grow into slight points as

them.” she growled, bristling at their harsh words. “Tell them that they’re wrong. You’re not sleeping

“No. It’s not worth it to try to argue against these gossips. Kill ’em with kindness,

a deep breath, I straightened my posture and walked into the breakroom. “Good morning, everyone,” I greeted cheerfully, grabbing a coffee mug. “How’s everyone’s

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

her voice dripped with

opting for politeness. She

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

Files that had yet to be neatly put away lay scattered across the desk, testament to the complex

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

confident posture replaced by one of tension. His stormy eyes held a hint of vulnerability that I hadn’t seen

I thought you were going to send me an email

hand through his dark hair. “But I decided that it would be best if I talked to you in

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

in my

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