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

Chapter 213: "Not entirely. They've still got some capital left, but it's dwindling fast." Nyla, standing in the center of the storm, crossed her arms and exuded an air of... An unshakable calm. The girl who had once been an easy target for bullying now stood tall, a quiet strength radiating from her. "Where's your evidence?" she repeated, her voice steady, her expression unflinching. "Don't act so innocent," Stanton sneered. "Everyone knows you're nothing but a pretender. Stop playing noble." Without a word, Nyla pulled out her phone and showed a recording.

"If that's what you believe, then we'll settle this in court," she said simply, her composure unshaken. Stanton faltered. A lawsuit was the last thing he needed-his project was already in a precarious state, and any legal troubles could ruin his chances. "You think I'm afraid of you?" he blustered, though his voice lacked conviction. "Everyone knows you got into Crestwave Group through underhanded means. Maybe your little studio is funded by selling your body!" "Watch your mouth!" Alisha snapped, unable to stay silent any longer.

She stepped forward, her voice cutting through Stanton's tirade. "Who doesn't know that Crestwave and Skycloud have both used our studio's designs? Is your ego so bruised that you're resorting to slandering a competitor?" Stanton's face reddened, but Alisha wasn't done. "You came to us first, asking to collaborate. And now that you've failed to deliver, you're trying to drag us down with you? Pathetic! Go find another partner-oh wait, you probably can't afford one!" Her words tumbled out in a rush, leaving Stanton speechless.

Alisha, realizing she'd spoken too quickly, reached for her drink to calm herself. She gulped it down before realizing it was champagne, not water. She winced but swallowed it anyway. gⱯlnσνs﹒оm opens doors to fiction Nyla blinked, momentarily stunned by Alisha's unexpected fire. A small smile tugged at her lips, warmth spreading through her chest. Before she could respond, a cool, familiar voice sliced through the air. "Well, I thought you were being bullied, but it seems your employee has things under control." All heads turned as Claire stepped into the fray.

Her presence commanded attention, her poise impeccable. Nyla stared, caught off guard by the sudden appearance. Claire? Helping her? "So, you're Stanton Larson," Claire said, her tone even but carrying an undeniable weight. "I'm curious-where exactly did you hear these rumors? Because making..." "Baseless accusations at a Crestwave Group event don't seem like the smartest move." . . .