His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 338 Act Natural

Ella

Standing by the bar, I tried to calm my racing heart amongst all of the mobsters. Logan was busy with a business partner, and I felt like I was swimming alone in a sea of sharks. But more than anything, Madeleine’s proposition still lingered in my mind, weighing me down.

A bartender was preparing my drink, the rhythmic clinking of the glasses providing a small distraction. But as my gaze swept the crowd, my eyes landed on a familiar face approaching the bar.

It was Devon.

My heart gave a little jolt. Devon, with his sharp jawline, dark hair, and a pair of piercing green eyes that always seemed to hold a secret. The same Devon who had come to my rescue with those catcallers in the park, and the very one who had whisked me away from potential danger on that yacht. My brief interactions with him were odd coincidences that remained etched in my memory.

Our eyes met, and a slow, knowing smile crept onto his face. “It’s you again.”

“Hey,” I replied, surprised. “What are you doing here?”

He leaned against the bar, a casual shrug lifting his shoulders.

“Distant family friend of Marina’s family. Honestly, I’m not really close to any of them. Just thought I’d be polite by making an appearance.” He took a sip of his drink, his eyes still fixed on mine. “Besides, it’s not often I get to attend such lavish events.”

I raised an eyebrow, teasingly. “So, you’re just here for the free food and drinks?”

He chuckled. “Maybe. Okay, you caught me red- handed. But between us,” he lowered his voice, leaning closer, “I’m not Marina’s biggest fan. I just like to keep things cordial.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s strange, you know? The way our paths keep crossing. First the park, then the yacht, and now here?”

teeth flashing white against his tanned skin. “It’s a small world, isn’t it? Or maybe the universe is trying to tell

my mouth twitched upward. “Oh? And what

genuine warmth. “Perhaps that friendships can form in the most unexpected of places. Or maybe it’s just

my head, puzzled.

jazz club downtown. If you’re ever bored on a weekend or just need a break

just take you up

waist, pulling me closer. I glanced up to find Logan’s intense gaze

defuse the sudden tension, “this is Logan.

a hand, his expression polite. “Pleasure to meet you.

took it, his grip firm, perhaps

going. It was nice running into you, Ella. And don’t forget: jazz club downtown. It’s called ‘The Cuckoo’s Nest’. Food and drinks on the house; just tell the bartender we’re friends.” With

on me tightened as he watched

Ema said, bristling with excitement. “Looks like someone’s

I responded. “We’re not together. And I’ve exchanged all

taking in his protective stance. There was no doubt about it: he did look handsome when he was like this, and I hated to admit it. But before he could voice whatever was on his mind, I felt his presence stiffen once

tension evident in his voice. I blinked, taken aback. “What

salt-and-pepper hair, and the air of authority marked the man unmistakably as Logan’s father, Leonard. His piercing gaze settled on me, causing an involuntary shiver

greeted, his

me, a shadow of suspicion dancing in their depths.

Mr. Barrett,” I replied, nodding, the weight of his attention making me suddenly very aware of every

two been? Still in love, I hope? I’m afraid that my son doesn’t update me on your relationship like I would

figure me out, gauge the nature of our relationship. Someone had