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.”

a rare grin. “I must say, Ella, I’m thoroughly impressed. Not only did you win the case, but you stood

small smile played on my lips. “Thank you, Mr. Henderson. I just did what I

why you’re

few of my colleagues had gathered around a table set

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

over, handing me a flute

periphery, their expressions

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

the impromptu celebration wound down, I found myself leaning against my office door, a contented smile on my face. The day had started with uncertainty and apprehension but had ended on such a

be in my corner, for

golden hue over the room, a

of the day’s victory when I descended the subway steps, ready to head home and sink into my bed. The platform was sparsely populated, the only sounds being

glanced around, trying to shake off the sensation of being watched. I reassured myself it was just my imagination, the leftover

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

labyrinthine underground of the subway, away from prying eyes. As we descended, the world grew colder, dampness clinging to the walls and my

no room or energy after my

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

to give me her

clue,” I answered, looking around frantically. “I need

door. But it was blocked by two large men. I

Ema said. “I’ll give you my

ones at that. I’m just one Alpha female. I’d be dead before I reach

right here in this chair if you don’t try anything,” 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

again: my baby sister, Daisy. There she was, laughing with