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

Chapter 265: Brevard froze mid-motion, his coat hanging from one hand. His brows furrowed deeply, and his expression sharpened, a mix of frustration and determination clouding his features. "She must be a month or two along. This is probably why Ethan called off the engagement," Flavia added, her voice barely above a whisper. Brevard's gaze shifted to Callie. Without a word, he signaled for the servants to clean up the mess. The staff moved cautiously, steering clear of Callie, whose volatile mood was infamous. Callie's cold glare landed on Brevard.

Her voice dripped with bitterness as she said, "I won't wait anymore, Dad." Nyla had played her cards well; a baby was enough to keep Ethan tethered. Regret burned in Callie's chest. She should have used the medicine when she had the chance to secure Ethan's loyalty. The servants disappeared from the living room, leaving Callie's voice to cut through the silence. She spoke again, "If we keep stalling, Nyla will have Ethan's full protection. Even if the Brooks family refuses to acknowledge her, even if she's still just Ethan's niece by name, he will shield her from every threat.

We'll lose our window of opportunity. Nyla and that child cannot be allowed to stay!" Her thoughts spiraled, dark and relentless, as she considered every possible way to eliminate Nyla's child. Brevard's voice remained steady, almost detached. "You understand Ethan as well as I do. Reaching Nyla is not within our power." Annoyance flared in Callie's eyes. "And what does that mean? Are we just supposed to stand by and let her win?

Dad, are you seriously giving up on everything you've worked so hard for?" gαℓησνs．çоm takes you away Brevard, unshaken by her outburst, set his teacup down with a deliberate motion. A subtle smirk curved his lips, and his eyes gleamed with calculated intent. "It isn't our job to act. Let the Brooks family handle their own family matters." The weight of his words struck Callie, immediately dissolving her earlier rage. He was right. The Brooks family had maintained an uneasy calm for far too long. If news of Nyla's pregnancy surfaced, chaos would surely erupt.

Roger Brooks, in particular, would never let Ethan act freely under such circumstances. "Yes, exactly. The Brooks family should take care of this themselves," Callie murmured, her lips curving into a smile as clarity dawned. "I've told you before-keep yourself out of this entirely. You don't need to meddle." Brevard's expression hardened. Callie paused, chastened by his stern reminder. She realized her impulsive actions had clouded her judgment in recent days. . . .