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.”

with a rare grin. “I must say, Ella, I’m thoroughly impressed. Not only did you

smile played on my lips. “Thank you, Mr. Henderson.

that’s why

clinking glasses diverted my attention. To my shock, a few of my colleagues had gathered around a table set with champagne and an array of treats. A banner overhead read, “Congratulations,

and for a

of the moment. Sarah came over, handing me a flute of champagne. “Cheers to not backing down,” she whispered, an

the jubilation, I still caught a few side eyes and muted whispers. A handful of colleagues stood at the periphery, their expressions sour. I

my glass, looking around at the smiling faces. “Thank you, everyone. For the support, for

wound down, I found myself leaning against my office door, a contented smile on my face.

challenges wouldn’t end, and not everyone would always be in my corner, for now, I felt a sense of

thought, I dove into my paperwork, the evening sun casting a golden hue over the room, a gentle reminder that some clouds really do

descended the subway steps, ready to head home and sink into my bed. The platform was sparsely populated, the only sounds being the distant hum of an oncoming train

of unease started as a prickling at the back of my neck. I glanced around, trying to shake off

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

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,

had me held so tightly and had taken me by surprise in such a way that I had no room or energy after my exhausting past few days to fight back against all of

the ropes biting

Ema growled, struggling to give me her strength through my fear and exhaustion.

looking around frantically. “I need to focus

room, I could see a single door. But it was blocked by two large men.

“I’ll give

them are Alphas, and huge ones at that. I’m just one

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,

fade again: my baby sister, Daisy. There she was, laughing with friends, walking to school, living her innocent life,