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.”

everything over,” he replied, his tone slightly softer. “But brace

smirked, confidence surging. “I love

me with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Little did I know, the day had more in

with activity, with detectives and

way to my desk, lost in thoughts about Logan’s

The voices came from the breakroom, and something

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

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

laugh. “Well, maybe if you were sleeping with your client, you’d have a shot too,”

felt my hands curl up into fists at my sides, and my ears began to grow into

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

not worth it to

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

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

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

great day, Sarah,” I replied, opting for politeness. She huffed, casting me one last dirty look before

then, the thought of the challenging case ahead,

in my dim office. Files that had yet to be neatly put

clicking of my keyboard was the lone noise breaking the quiet, until the

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

started, standing up. “What brings you here? I thought

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

you know, someone was murdered in one of my restaurants-La Lune, it’s

leaned back in my chair, intrigued.

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