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

Chapter 374: When Nyla had unexpectedly handed over the studio to Alisha, taking only a minor share of the profits, Alisha had been both confused and a bit angry, thinking Nyla had abandoned her dreams too readily. "No, I was expecting at the time," Nyla explained smoothly. Alisha was taken aback, her eyes flicking to Nyla's stomach. "But I miscarried, and then there were some complications, so I couldn't return," Nyla continued, her hand resting on her abdomen as she masked the sorrow in her gaze. "I'm not really back, just here to see how things are.

But I'll take care of the Crestwave Group issue." Nyla could endure being bullied herself, but she couldn't bear watching others around her suffer, especially when the studio was the culmination of her life's work. How could she allow anyone to undermine their aspirations? They deserved to excel in their field. "Who is our contact at Crestwave Group?" "Callie Higgins, their deputy director." Upon hearing this, Nyla paused, her pen in hand, and chuckled ruefully. Ethan knew well her fraught history with Callie, yet he had made her the point of contact. Was this not a blatant provocation?

"Understood. Gather all the designs and set up a meeting with Crestwave Group for this afternoon," Nyla instructed with determination. Alisha nodded in agreement. As she prepared to leave, she paused and turned to Nyla, asking hesitantly, "Are those bodyguards outside actually yours?" Nyla, unsure how to clarify, simply nodded without a word. Alisha gave a thumbs-up. "Nyla, were you mixed up in some underground activities before? That's quite something!" Before Nyla could correct her, Alisha had already taken the designs and left, leaving no chance for clarification.

Stories live now on gⱯlnσνℓs.cοm At that moment, Candy entered. "You never mentioned your involvement in sketchy dealings. Is the studio struggling, pushing you back to old habits?" Nyla was taken aback by her assumption. One had just left without mastering the art of tactfulness, and another entered wielding sharp words. Rubbing her forehead in frustration, Nyla said, "Have you considered the possibility that I'm being monitored?" "Must be quite a story with your husband, huh? Everything above board? I would hate to end up visiting you in prison," Candy responded. "Dismiss those wild ideas.

Aren't you supposed to have left?" Nyla had previously secured a more promising job opportunity for Candy. "I've grown fond of this place. I worry you'll miss me and summon me back," Candy said, avoiding Nyla's gaze. Nyla caught her implication and offered a smile. "Why don't you join me at Crestwave?" "To fight? I haven't mastered that art just yet," Candy joked. "We're negotiating a partnership," Nyla explained with a wry smile, amused by Candy's dramatic assumptions. "Crestwave has rejected us four times already. What partnership?

It feels like they're stomping on us," Candy responded, her calmness giving way to a touch of irritation. . . .