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

Chapter 126: Callie, stripped of her leverage, collapsed back into her chair, her confidence shattered. Her thoughts spiraled-could it have been the man from that night behind the camera? Or perhaps Nyla had orchestrated the entire scenario? Every possible scenario played out in her head, all but the actual one-Nyla had stumbled upon Callie's secret by sheer chance. "My terms are simple. I want my brother released early," Nyla replied evenly. Callie was taken aback, having braced herself for a demand to sever ties with Ethan, not this.

She had mentally prepared to deploy her resources to overpower Nyla. "How can I be sure you won't betray me?" Callie asked cautiously. "What stops you from keeping the video even after his release?" Displaying her phone, Nyla responded confidently, "Don't worry, this is the only copy. I'll give you the original file when he's free. If that's not enough, keep the phone and verify for yourself." "Fine." Callie grabbed the phone, her earlier triumph a distant memory. Within moments, she had plummeted from control to submission. She silently vowed revenge for this disgrace.

"You and your family had better clean up your act. The next time you slip, I'll make sure it's your downfall," Nyla warned sharply. Callie looked at her, her tone cold. "You won't have that chance!" As Callie departed, Nyla let out a long breath, sinking into her chair, her hands damp with sweat. She had played her most crucial card sooner than anticipated, yet for her brother's freedom, she harbored no regrets. Still, she hadn't expected that the Higgins family had formed their connection to the prison. It was no coincidence; it had been a calculated move.

Her brother had been deceived and ensnared. And the Higgins family were the exploiters. |∆ŧе$т ¢#αpŧêяs |и galnoνels.com The thought of Hayes' hardships in confinement was too much to bear. Regrets were futile now; he wouldn't allow her to visit him again. That day, Bonnie burst into Nyla's office, breathless and flustered. Nyla had just wrapped up the holiday plans when the door suddenly burst open. "I've got news!" Bonnie exclaimed, tossing her bag onto the desk, her energy infectious. Caught off guard, Nyla blinked.

The tension from her earlier confrontation with Callie had drained her energy, leaving her mind dull. Bonnie gestured wildly, eager to snap Nyla back to attention. "It's Jaxton Ramirez, the accountant! We've located him!" Nyla immediately perked up. "Where? Where did you find him?" Collapsing onto the couch, Bonnie took a deep swig of water before replying, "He's abroad. I enlisted some hackers to track him down. He's not in the country, but here's the kicker-he just used his credit card in Verdia." Nyla was already on her feet, grabbing her bag.

Bonnie's eyes bulged as she leapt to intercept her. "Hold on, hold on! You can't just jet off there. He's under surveillance. Do you think it'll be simple to approach him?" . . .