His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 331 Safehouse

Ella

In the dim lighting of my apartment, with the memory of spilt wine still fresh, Logar”s face wore an expression I hadn’t seen before-gentle persuasion edged with determination.

“Ella,” he began, his voice hushed yet demanding attention, “I understand that trust has become a rare commodity for you. But remember when you asked me to trust you? 1 did. I told you about my mother. Now, I’m asking you to do the same.”

I looked away, trying to keep the emotions from swamping me. The walls I’d built around my heart seemed to crumble bit by bit with each word he spoke. But I was hesitant. “Logan, it’s not that simple. The world I’ve come to know is filled with shadows and deceit. How can I be sure? How can I trust anyone, even you?”

His blue eyes pierced through my defenses. “Because I have connections, Ella. Connections that will ensure your sister’s safety. I promise, no one will ever know. You just have to trust me.”

I swallowed hard, wrestling with my uncertainties. But as much as I didn’t want to admit it, there was a pull-a force drawing me toward him and his promise of safety. After all, it wasn’t just about me, Daisy’s safety was at stake.

Seeing my hesitation, Logan offered his hand. “Come with me. I have a place-my mansion. It’s fortified and safe. You’ll be out of harm’s way there.”

I shook my head. “No, that’s okay,” I said. “I’ll be fine here-”

“Nonsense.” Logan’s voice was deep and a little irritated. “You’re staying at my mansion tonight. I won’t allow it any other way.”

Logan’s car glided to a halt in front of the grand mansion, its facade a testament to both timeless elegance and modern design. I gazed up at it, awed by its sheer magnitude.

Even though I had already visited once, I still wasn’t used to the place. The ivy-covered walls, the fountain in the driveway, the large oaken doors-everything seemed to have been taken from a page of a fairy-tale.

He caught my stare and smirked. “Welcome to my humble abode. Although I guess you’ve already been here. And it’s not that humble.”

rolling my eyes. “You’ve got that

his

grandeur inside was even more overwhelming. Chandeliers made of intricate crystal patterns hung from the ceilings, reflecting light in a

led me through a vast living area adorned with plush couches

the size of my entire apartment. “Feel free to use the TV in here. And help yourself to

dining area, a study with bookshelves reaching the high ceiling, and a state-of-the-art

a stern yet kind face, was busy overseeing what smelled like a delightful dinner

Wentworth,” Logan

her head. Her gaze shifted to me, appraising but not unkind. She reminded me of Selina,

my simple attire and disheveled state. It almost felt as though the past few years living on my own in my humble apartment made me forget how to act in the face of opulence, even though I had grown up with

to meet you,”

all mine, dear. If you need anything during your stay,

“Mrs. Wentworth has been with us

to lead me away.

“I’m not sharing a bed with

take a good look around. In this mansion, do you seriously think I have only one

little embarrassed by my earlier outburst, I muttered, “I just wanted to make things

led me up a sweeping staircase, its banister carved from dark wood, and down a long, plush-carpeted corridor lined with

we are,” Logan announced, stopping in

opposite side offered a panoramic view of the estate’s expansive gardens. There was a warmth to the room, with

words. “It’s beautiful. You have better taste than I

“I’m glad you like it. I wanted you to

did instill a sense of peace within me. The tension that had gripped me for so long