His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 339 A Dance With Darkness

Ella

Leonard’s surprise was palpable. His usually stoic face now registered a mix of confusion and, was that disbelief?

The bustling restaurant patio, filled with the scent of seafood and the ocean air, seemed to fade into the background. All that remained in focus was the tense standoff that had unwittingly begun our corner, all thanks to Harry.

“Your parents don’t know?” Leonard’s voice was barely above a whisper, but in the quiet space that had formed around us, it felt like a shout.

The distant hum of violins, the sound of the ocean lapping against the barrier, and the clinking of glasses felt intrusive as I searched for words.

“It’s not quite like that,” I began hesitantly, wording my lies carefully. “It’s just… It’s been a whirlwind, and we haven’t had the right moment to…” I trailed off, desperately hoping Logan would step in.

Leonard’s piercing eyes locked onto mine. “Are you ashamed? Ashamed of Logan? Or perhaps it’s our family you find unworthy?”

Before I could reply, Logan jumped in, his voice laced with both irritation and urgency. “Dad, of course she isn’t. Harry is just trying to stir things up. Ella’s parents know about us. Isn’t that right, Ella?” His eyes, imploring and tense, sought mine.

Attempting to muster up a semblance of confidence, I nodded, hoping that my words would align with his. “Yes, they know. We just… haven’t gone into all the details yet.”

Harry, leaning casually against the intricately carved mahogany bar, smirked. The twinkling fairy lights decorating the venue cast playful shadows on his face, making him appear even more devious.

“Details?” he asked. “Like being engaged? Such a small detail indeed. I’m sure if they’re as aware as you claim, they’d love to come over for an engagement party. Wouldn’t you say?”

roses from the lavish flower arrangements adorning each table. The situation was spiraling, and it felt like we were dancing on the edge of

a finger on his chin thoughtfully. “Actually, that might be a good

firm, wrapped around mine. “Dad, there’s no need for that. This isn’t about public displays or parties. This is about

glass to his lips, his green eyes glittering with mischief. “You always did like to keep things private, Logan. But family is family. Surely there’s no harm

put any lingering doubts to rest. If there’s nothing to

my dress suddenly feeling too tight around my throat. The patio, despite its open air and

just a touch, but the firm set of his jaw left no doubt about his resolve. “One month. Organize an engagement party. Invite both families. If your relationship is

proving anything. Dad. Our relationship is our business. Why does

air. “Since you’ve been with Ella, I’ve been more supportive of your ventures, haven’t I? Increased investments, more leeway in your projects. If this relationship isn’t what it seems, it’s only

echoed in the tense silence. “Dad has a point, Logan. If everything is above board, why not celebrate?

had a knack for

Harry’s smirk only grew. “Just looking out

best interests?” Logan asked, narrowing

the fact that Leonard did absolutely nothing to quell the fires of his sons’ arguing. In fact, he said nothing. There

then,” he said, glancing back and forth between the two of us,

Leonard turned on his heel and walked away. Harry trailed behind him, shooting us both a maniacal look before disappearing into the crowd. I let out a deep

anything, Logan suddenly whisked

a saxophone began to envelop the space, matching the mood of the afternoon. The sounds of the party intermixed with the sounds of the ocean

fixed on mine, a storm of emotions swirling