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

Chapter 152: The spacious living room held only him and Nyla now. Murray's earlier departure to his study, citing work obligations, had granted them a privacy for which she felt distinctly grateful. Jaxton drew in a measured breath before speaking, his words emerging with careful precision. "Time has blurred some of the details," he admitted, his gaze fixed on some invisible point in the distance. "During my second year at the Higgins family's company, while I was still just a finance employee far removed from shipments and logistics, I stumbled upon something extraordinary.

A conversation drifted to my ears one day-executives discussing an international partnership with exorbitant prices that defied belief. I dismissed it initially, but fate had other plans. On the day of the inspection of the goods, the supervisor's wife went into labor, and he desperately enlisted me as his replacement. Despite my protests about my lack of qualifications, his persistence wore down my resistance." He threaded his fingers together, tension visible in his knuckles. "The docks at midnight-that should have been my first warning.

What I discovered there shattered any illusions of routine business. Hidden beneath legitimate cargo lay something far more sinister: drug shipments carefully concealed from casual observation." Nyla's face drained of color as disbelief carved deep lines around her eyes. The revelation that her father might have been entangled in such an illegal deal struck her like a physical blow. "What happened next?" Her words carried razor-sharp urgency. "Who orchestrated this operation?" A visible tremor passed through Jaxton as he continued.

"Through the shadows, I witnessed your father locked in a heated discussion with Brevard. Terror rooted me behind a truck until their departure, when I could finally slip away unnoticed." The memory of that night had haunted Jaxton relentlessly-knowledge so dangerous it could have marked him for elimination. Magic begins at g αℓ ησ ν s․com His voice descended to barely above a whisper. "Brevard's words carried clearly enough-he spoke of golden opportunities and easy fortunes, but beneath that lay a darker truth: failure meant death for everyone involved.

The operation collapsed spectacularly under the Higgins family's eldest son's management. Their partners, hardened gang members without mercy, demanded retribution. Brevard's response was to spirit his son into hiding." Confusion clouded Nyla's features as she grappled with the implications. Her father's suicide seemed increasingly at odds with these revelations. The official story-bankruptcy-driven suicide-had satisfied others when she was younger.

His final declaration of innocence had confused her back then: "I've done nothing to betray anyone." Years of examination had revealed cracks in that narrative, driving her relentless pursuit of truth. "How did my family become entangled in this web?" Steel crept into her voice. "Wasn't Brevard the mastermind?" Surprise flickered across Jaxton's features. "You never knew? Your father and Brevard conceived this plan together." . . .