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

Chapter 294: "Aren't you?" Nyla's voice trembled with anger. "You tracked my movements meticulously. The cafe meeting was your trap, and Hudson Warren, your company's associate, was your chosen instrument. You knew I was unraveling the past case. After Hudson provided the evidence, you couldn't wait any longer. You forced him to declare it fraudulent." Hudson faced threats and claimed he attempted extortion, though I never received any such demands. They said Hudson tried to kill me over failed extortion money-a convenient cover for the earlier deception.

Yet, when Hudson drove that car, he deliberately avoided fatal injury. You were there, weren't you? Watching your plan unfold. Well, rejoice in your victory." Nyla's argument was compelling, effectively closing off any avenues for doubt. If only there were physical proof-her statements could have formed the backbone of a solid case. Ethan found himself questioning the reality of the accusations, even if only for a moment. Momentarily stunned, Callie's expression shifted to one of utter disbelief as she turned to face Nyla.

"I invited you to chat over a cup of coffee because you're implicated in schemes against the Higgins family. With my company's recent financial troubles, doesn't it make sense for me to question you?" Callie took a step back, positioning herself beside Ethan, her face a picture of innocence. She added, "Your connection with Claire is why I knew you'd be there-I've visited her before. If you think I'm the orchestrator, why would I bother coming to find you? You would've walked past that road eventually; my presence wasn't necessary. I might not like you, Nyla, but harming someone?

That's not who I am." Callie's every word was deliberate and measured as she stood by Ethan, exuding an air of innocence. Nuevos capítulos en gⱯlnσvℯls․com Ethan, already armed with his own investigation, knew Callie had no part in this. Yet he couldn't shake his confusion over Nyla's adamant stance. Despite Callie's composed explanations, Nyla's determination didn't waver. "But I saw you there when the accident happened," Nyla retorted, her voice sharp and unwavering. Callie clasped her hand over her mouth, visibly taken aback. "I had already left the scene.

Maybe you saw someone who looked like me?" Her gaze flicked to Ethan, a shimmer of doubt in her eyes. "Ethan, you can check easily. I left after talking to Nyla. There was no reason for me to stay." Ethan's face remained stoic as he looked at Nyla, his dark eyes reflecting her persistent demeanor. Callie sensed the unspoken tension between them. Beneath her fluttering eyelashes, a subtle smirk betrayed her satisfaction, though she maintained an air of innocence and regret. "I just came to visit, given our past acquaintance. If I'm so unwelcome, I won't impose again.

If the flowers and fruit I brought seem suspicious, feel free to throw them away." Callie's words were calculated, casting Nyla as unreasonable. . . .