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

Chapter 206: "Nyla, I believe in you," Alisha said quietly, stepping closer as if to shield her from the whispers. Nyla turned to her employee, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "Thanks, Alisha. But honestly? Let them talk. It just saves us the trouble of answering questions tonight. Now, how about we grab some food and call it a night?" Alisha's face brightened. "That works for me! Look over there-they've got some really good stuff." She pointed toward a table laden with delicacies. Nyla followed her gaze and chuckled.

Alisha had a knack for spotting the best in any situation-this time, quite literally. "I should've brought Alex along. You two would've treated this place like an all-you-can-eat buffet." Alisha laughed as they made their way over. Sudden applause drew their attention to the entrance, where Callie appeared in a flowing white gown, reminiscent of a delicate bellflower. Young men throughout the room watched her admiringly, each seemingly poised to approach. "Who is that person? Why is she so popular?" Alisha leaned forward, her brow furrowed in curiosity.

Nyla's usually serene eyes clouded over with shadows. Memories of the recent kidnapping incident surfaced. Perhaps now was the time to address old wounds. Alisha glanced at Nyla's expressionless face before quickly averting her gaze. Experience had taught her when silence was golden, especially when Nyla radiated such palpable anger. "She's Callie Higgins," Nyla stated, sitting down on a swivel chair by the table and beginning to savor a caramel pudding. Alisha pondered this revelation. "So, it's Miss Higgins. Is she working at Crestwave Group too?

Shouldn't she be preparing to inherit Grandeagle Group?" Lᴀтєѕт chαpтєrѕ ιи gαℓиσνєℓѕ.¢σм She selected a delicate cake while observing the crowd gravitating toward Callie, each person vying for the heiress's attention. Alisha clicked her tongue disapprovingly. "These heiresses must be accustomed to their constant admirers. She's perfected that polished facade," she muttered to herself. Callie commanded the room's attention, her practiced smile and graceful demeanor drawing all eyes.

"She's at Crestwave Group to learn the ropes before taking over Grandeagle Group," Nyla explained with calculated indifference. The unspoken truth hung heavy in the air-Callie's presence served to familiarize Crestwave's employees with their CEO's intended bride. Brevard and Callie each played their own calculated game. "Ah, I see. I heard Claire will be here too. I missed out on tickets before, but now's my chance," Alisha gushed, already dismissing Callie from her thoughts as she dreamed of meeting Claire. . . .