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

Chapter 315: "Mr. Wheeler, you need to fully grasp the gravity of your actions. You better hope I don't discover the truth, or the Wheeler family will face serious repercussions," Ethan cautioned, his words hanging heavily in the air. Murray reclined in his chair, gripping the toy in his hand with no hint of fear, his gaze fixed blankly in the distance. It wasn't until Ethan left that he shifted his attention, noticing that the toy had been deformed from his tight grip. He casually tossed it aside, his previous affection for it disappearing, as if it were nothing more than a discarded item.

Time seemed to slip away as he sat there. Gradually, he stood up, peering out through the glass. A black Cayenne roared to life below, and a single glance told him it was Ethan's car. "If you care so much now, why didn't you care before?" Murray murmured under his breath. A knock interrupted his thoughts. "Mr. Wheeler, the arrangements at the Neon Villa are complete. Would you like to go over there?" his secretary asked. Murray let out a sigh and replied casually, "There's no need to go. Just have someone watch over it for now.

Make sure it stays under the radar." "Understood." Once the secretary left, Murray's phone buzzed, ringing incessantly. His expression soured in irritation. He glanced at the number on the screen and paused for a moment, the ringtone persisting as if he were reluctant to answer. The call persisted, and his frustration began to show. "Damn it." Finally, he answered. New content available gⱯlnσνes․com "Wheeler, I was beginning to think you'd forgotten about us," came the voice on the other end, its distinct accent revealing the voice's owner wasn't from Ulares.

Murray pressed his tongue against his teeth, suppressing his emotions, and smiled. "How could I forget?" "In that case, Mr. Wheeler, by now you should have honored your promise. Hand over Nyla." Murray's expression shifted instantly, his usually friendly eyes now taking on a more intimidating glare. There was still a subtle smile in his voice, making it hard to gauge his true feelings. "I agreed to hand over someone that's important to Ethan, but I never said it had to be Nyla." The other person scoffed. "What Ethan cares about now is Nyla.

Don't pretend you don't know about the previous kidnapping. Stop playing games with me." Murray gave a small smirk. "Is that so? I don't quite recall. Nyla isn't going anywhere yet; I still have some questions for her." The other party wasn't unreasonable, and they knew reasoning with Murray was a different matter. If things escalated with him, they might not stand a chance. "Fine, but Mr. Wheeler, if you break our deal after benefiting from it, we'll have no choice but to face you directly." . . .