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.”

turned to see Mr. Henderson making his way over. His usually stern face was replaced with a rare grin. “I must say, Ella, I’m thoroughly impressed. Not only did you win the case, but you

“Thank you, Mr. Henderson. I

“And that’s why you’re here. Keep

a few of my colleagues had gathered around

“For standing up to bullies and for a

moment. Sarah came over, handing me a flute of champagne.

side eyes and muted whispers. A handful of colleagues stood at the periphery, their expressions sour. I knew not everyone was thrilled about my newfound approval,

raised my glass, looking around at the smiling faces. “Thank you, everyone. For the support, for the camaraderie. Today was a win

light and merry. As 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

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

into my paperwork, the evening sun casting a golden hue over the room, a gentle reminder that some clouds

descended the subway steps, ready to head home and sink into my bed. The platform was sparsely populated, the only sounds

shake off the sensation of being watched. I reassured myself it was just my

spun. Hands closed around my arms, yanking me back into the shadows.. Panic surged through me, my mouth open in a

subway,

but it was no use. The men 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 them. I could feel Alpha auras emanating from most of them, and I knew that I would be no match against the

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

struggling to give me her strength through my fear and exhaustion. “Westbrook’s men?

around frantically.

it was blocked by two large

fight,” Ema said. “I’ll give

no use,” I said. “Most of them are Alphas, and huge ones at that. I’m just one

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 sinister grin evident in

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