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

Chapter 268: While still kneeling, Vicki turned to Ryland, grasping his hand desperately. "Ryland, please advocate for me. I'll ensure Nyla leaves and remains unseen. She won't return to the Brooks family, I promise. Just spare her child." Her pleas were desperate, stripping her of her pride. The two men, one seated and one standing, watched her, their faces devoid of empathy. Ryland pulled his hand away, his voice cold. "Handle this, or I will arrange for someone else to take care of Nyla's child." Tears streamed down Vicki's face as she knelt, lost in their unyielding stares.

She understood the depths of Ryland's ruthlessness and the terror that Roger could invoke. Her attempts were in vain. The only option left was for Nyla to end her pregnancy. "I'll go," Vicki murmured, her voice strained. "I'll talk to Nyla." It was decidedly safer for her to approach Nyla than to send someone on Ryland's behalf, who might not spare Nyla's life. As Vicki walked away from the main house, her body trembled uncontrollably. Even a simple gesture from a servant offering her an ice pack startled her. As she clutched the ice pack against her face, Vicki's thoughts remained chaotic.

How had Nyla become pregnant? Couldn't she have simply listened to her advice? Vicki wrestled with a disruption of emotions, anger mingling with sorrow. The thought of harming her first grandchild was unbearable. She pulled out her phone and booked a flight for Nyla. If Nyla could just leave Ulares, maybe she'd be safe. At that moment, Nyla, sitting quietly at home, noticed a travel alert pop up on her phone screen. She furrowed her brow. Her thoughts immediately raced to one person. Suddenly, her phone rang from an unknown number.

Without hesitation, Nyla answered, and, as she suspected, it was Vicki. New updates live on gαlησνeℓs․com "I've booked you a flight. You're leaving tomorrow morning," Vicki's voice came through, raspy from recent tears. Nyla's frown deepened. She resisted the urge to question Vicki, who often manipulated her emotions to sway her decisions. "I'm not going," Nyla said flatly. On the other end, Vicki sounded desperate. "Please, just go. Don't stay in Ulares. I'll send you money. Pack your bags and leave now. Ignore anyone who tries to keep you here. Once you're abroad, cut all ties.

Don't let anyone trace you." Despite her agitation, Vicki meticulously planned every detail, even considering how to handle the Brooks family. As Nyla listened, her hesitation to engage with Vicki was overshadowed by a growing sense of panic. "What's going on?" "Just pack and go! Don't ever return!" Vicki's voice broke as she fought back tears, striving for composure. . . .