His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 327 Bad Ending

Ella

The familiar glass and steel structure of my firm loomed large as I approached, trying to shake off the morning’s events. The legal world moved fast, and I hoped the afternoon would be a reprieve.

Upon entering, I was met with a hubbub of chatter. Everywhere I looked, small clusters of my colleagues were in animated conversation, their gazes darting towards me with a mix of curiosity and another emotion that I couldn’t quite read..

I rolled my eyes. “Not again,” I muttered to myself. It seemed as if I’d become the latest office source of gossip, yet again. Annoyance gnawed at me; I just wanted to get back to my office and dive into paperwork, seeking solace in the monotony.

But just as I was nearing my door, ready to close myself off from the world, I heard my name being called.

“Ella!”

I turned to see Sarah, one of the more outspoken paralegals, making her way over to me. With a wary sigh, I prepared myself for another barrage of rumors and pointed questions. However, her warm, genuine smile caught me off guard.

“We heard about your face-off with Westbrook,” Sarah began, her usually cold tone filled with an unexpected hint of awe. “That was… kind of impressive, for you to stand up to him like that.”

I raised an eyebrow, pleasantly surprised. “Oh? I didn’t expect the news to spread so quickly.”

Sarah nodded. “You know how it is. News travels faster than light in this place. Especially when it involves Westbrook. He’s notorious for strong-arming opponents, but you didn’t budge.”

I shrugged, the memory still fresh. “He’s just a man, Sarah. A bully, yes, but still just a man.”

“Exactly,” she agreed, “but not many see it that way. You’re… kind of brave, Ella.”

Feeling the weight of several eyes on us, I looked around and realized a few more coworkers had joined our conversation. They all nodded in agreement, their smiles genuine. A voice boomed from behind. “That she is.”

was replaced with a rare grin. “I must say, Ella, I’m thoroughly impressed.

lips. “Thank you, Mr. Henderson. I just

approvingly. “And that’s why

a few of my colleagues had gathered around a table set with

ringing out. “For standing up to bullies and for a job well done.” I was

glasses, I couldn’t help but bask in the warmth of the moment. Sarah came over, handing me a

whispers. A handful of colleagues stood at the periphery, their expressions sour. I knew not

faces. “Thank you, everyone. For the support, for the camaraderie. Today was

leaning against my office door, a contented smile on my face. The day had started with uncertainty and apprehension but had ended

always be in my corner, for now, I felt a sense of

paperwork, the evening sun casting a golden

subway steps, ready to head home and sink into my bed. The platform

to shake off the sensation of being watched.

back into the shadows.. Panic surged through me, my mouth open in a scream that was

man’s voice hissed in my ear. They dragged me deeper into the labyrinthine underground of the subway, away from prying eyes. As we descended, the world grew colder, dampness clinging to

room or energy after my exhausting past few days to fight back

a chair, the ropes biting into my wrists. Struggling was futile; they were far too

they?” Ema growled, struggling to give me her strength through my fear and exhaustion. “Westbrook’s men?

looking around frantically. “I need to

door. But it was blocked by two large men. I was trapped, underground, where no one

“I’ll give you

said. “Most of them are Alphas, and huge ones at that. I’m just one Alpha female. I’d be dead

Ema pleaded. Ema was right. I let my body relax, allowing her to loan me her strength. But before I could make any move to break my bonds, a man in a dark mask approached, a

held a series of photographs that made my heart sink and my strength fade again: my baby sister, Daisy. There she was, laughing with friends, walking to school, living