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

Chapter 178: "Monitor the entrance," Nyla commanded in hushed tones. "Alert me instantly if someone approaches. You remember the next steps." Callie acknowledged with a nod, focusing intently on the door while Nyla persisted with the ropes. The razor's dull edge frustrated her efforts. Perspiration beaded on her forehead as she maintained her determined sawing motion. Without warning, the door hinges groaned. "They're here," Callie whispered urgently. Nyla swiftly concealed the razor in her sleeve and slumped against the wall, feigning exhaustion. Callie mimicked her posture.

The guards performed their perfunctory inspection, barely registering their presence. Yet as they turned to leave, one guard hesitated. "Wait." Nyla's chest constricted as perspiration trickled down her temples, her eyes squeezed shut. Beside her, Callie radiated tension, her mind already calculating betrayal-she'd denounce Nyla as the sole conspirator if they were discovered. The thought of Ethan's inevitable rescue fortified her resolve. Footsteps approached, and Nyla's heartbeat thundered in her ears, drowning out everything else. Her anxiety had completely eclipsed her terror.

"Tsk, who left this thing here? It's dangerous. What if that woman got her hands on it?" Metal scraped against concrete as one man discarded a steel plate. "Relax. They're bound tight. Let's go," his companion drawled. Their voices faded until the iron door clanged shut, leaving both women gasping with relief. The near-discovery had left them shaken. "Fortune favored us this time," Callie whispered, her breath uneven. Nyla acknowledged silently before returning to her task. Lᴀtɛst chᴀptɛrs in gąlnovels.cøm They had ninety minutes.

If Ethan had received the captor's message, he might already be en route. Escape would increase their chances of rescue to sixty percent. As Nyla calculated, the razor finally severed the rope. Despite trembling hands, she swiftly freed herself from the remaining bindings around her legs and waist before turning to assist Callie. "Your help comes as a surprise," Callie remarked unexpectedly. Nyla released a quiet laugh. "I honor my commitments. Now hurry and hide yourself. I'll make a noise and conceal myself. Stay hidden until they enter, then we flee.

Once outside, we separate-it increases our survival odds when they pursue." Callie's lips curled with familiar disdain. "Obviously. I'm not ignorant." As Nyla worked on Callie's restraints, she issued a warning. "If I encounter Ethan, I'll send him back for you. Do the same for me. Betray this agreement, and should I escape, I'll ensure you pay heavily." Callie froze momentarily, unnerved by Nyla's chilling expertise, as though she'd navigated similar situations before. "Understood," Callie conceded reluctantly. Nyla directed Callie to her hiding spot before approaching the furthest window.

Fortune smiled upon them-it opened partially, and the exterior remained unguarded. . . .