Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 125: Fury consumed Nyla. "What did you do to my brother? You're implicated, aren't you? Did the Higgins family orchestrate this?" Her sanity frayed at the edges, and she almost lunged at Callie, desperate for the truth. Callie's smile broadened as she nonchalantly inspected her nails. "What are you talking about? Don't you know my family has some connections in that facility?" Nyla balled her hands into fists, fighting to keep her rage in check. "You deny it now, but I will have my day.

The Higgins family won't escape justice." Undeterred, Callie taunted further, saying, "You may give it a try if your brother manages to make it out of the prison alive." Nyla's eyes narrowed, her gaze hidden behind her lashes. "Callie, have you ever heard the saying, 'What goes around comes around?'" Confused, Callie furrowed her brow. "What are you implying?" Nyla's gaze pierced Callie, cold and intense, momentarily instilling in Callie the same sense of command she had often admired in Ethan.

A gulp caught in her throat as an unfamiliar anxiety briefly gripped her, though she quickly masked her unease. "Do you mean to threaten me? Withdraw from Ethan's life, and perhaps I'll consider your brother's safety." A soft laugh escaped Nyla as she tilted her head. "You'd spare him?" Callie sensed a shift, the dynamics veering off course. Instead of Nyla pleading, it was Callie who felt unnerved. "Why is my brother at fault? Are you oblivious to the fact that he covered for your brother's misdeed?" Nyla's tone was steeped in derision as she leaned in closer, her gaze sharp.

"I'm unclear on the details, but make no mistake-if I uncover proof, your family's downfall will be my doing." "Believe me, I could have your brother eliminated in his cell this very moment," Callie retorted. g Ɐ ln σ ν ℓs․com, where stories thrive Nyla burst into laughter, her body convulsing with mirth as if Callie's threat was the height of absurdity. When she finally regained composure, her voice resonated calmly yet profoundly, like a pebble disturbing the surface of a still pond. "Ever consider the consequences if Ulares learns of your lurid secrets?" "What nonsense are you spewing?

Think threats will sway me?" Callie's expression hardened. Before Callie could continue, Nyla displayed a video on her phone. The escalating provocative noises from the video seemed to echo louder. Callie's face blanched, her lips quivering as though the sounds were too much to endure. She surged to her feet, reaching for the phone, but Nyla deftly dodged her. Desperation clouded Callie's face. "Where on earth did you get that video?" The tables had turned. Unlike Callie's previous haughtiness, Nyla was the picture of poise as she pocketed her phone, her face betraying no emotion.

"Now, can we discuss terms?" Nyla inquired smoothly. . . .