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

Chapter 28: "All dishes are ready for you. Enjoy your meal," said the waiter, exiting with the tray still in hand. Nyla allowed herself a small, amused smile. The spread was fit for a feast-far more than two people could possibly eat. "Miss Green, care to sample some?" "Certainly, Mr. Wheeler." With unspoken intentions, they both began to eat. Nyla tasted the soup and was pleasantly surprised by its flavor. She caught Murray's gaze fixed on her, his eyes sharp and calculating. His intense scrutiny made Nyla slightly uncomfortable.

"Miss Green, my interest isn't limited to your professional talents. I find myself quite intrigued by you personally. Why not consider a future with me instead of Ethan?" Nyla's heart fluttered upon hearing Murray's words. Her relationship with Ethan was a well-guarded secret, known only to Jackson. They had maintained such a level of discretion that even the Brooks family had remained oblivious over the last two years. She met Murray's gaze with a cold look.

Murray, detecting her coldness, put down his fork gently and murmured, "Given my rivalry with Ethan, it was inevitable I'd discover your connection." Nyla weighed Murray's true intentions. "And what advantages are you proposing, Mr. Wheeler?" "Ethan is about to be married, isn't he? What future do you see with him? Now's the time to secure a reliable ally, and I find myself quite drawn to you.

If you doubt my intentions, I'm prepared to prove them to you." Murray's arguments highlighted his potential as an ally, leaving Nyla contemplating whether there were any reasons to dismiss his proposition. Ga ln ovels . com fuels your imagination "Would you oppose the Brooks family for my sake, Mr. Wheeler?" Nyla inquired, her smile tinged with charm. The allure in her expression ignited a spark in Murray. Nyla's mix of danger and allure was irresistibly appealing to him.

"That will depend on your decisions." Nyla chose not to react to his conditional support, and Murray did not pursue the topic. Their discussion wrapped up as they finished their meal. Exiting the restaurant, Murray suggested he drive her back to her studio. Nyla accepted. As they approached the car, he leaned in and whispered, "Miss Green, don't let your feelings toward me cloud your judgment about collaborating with Skycloud Group. I am sincere about wanting to work with you." Feeling his breath tickle her ear, Nyla instinctively recoiled slightly, her neck tingling.

"I'm always fair in my dealings." Just then, a sleek black Maybach pulled up along the road near Delight Restaurant. The passengers of the car immediately noticed a strikingly attractive couple. . . .