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

Chapter 380: She didn't even seem to notice the pain, still clutching the broken pen in a vice-like grip. "Damn it." How could she have been so reckless? How could she have allowed Nyla to turn the tables so effortlessly and push her out of Crestwave Group? Her own arrogance had been her undoing. That was the root of it all. But she swore to herself that next time would be different. She wouldn't let anyone take the upper hand again. Meanwhile, in the CEO's office, Lisbeth relayed the events to Ethan. "The compensation is sorted. Mr.

Brooks, the person you brought in really knows how to stir up trouble. Making false claims, unilaterally breaking contracts-does she want to run this company into the ground?" She leaned back in her chair, pouring herself a glass of water, her demeanor casual as she took a slow sip. "Your judgment of character is certainly slipping." Ethan glanced at her, his expression unreadable. "Then proceed with the usual course of action. Handle it as it should be." Lisbeth raised an eyebrow, surprised by his indifference. "I thought you might show some sympathy.

I've already told her she should be fired." She studied his face, searching for a reaction. But Ethan remained unfazed, simply nodding slightly. Lisbeth was taken aback. What was happening here? Wasn't Callie supposed to be his future wife? "You said Nyla came by? Has she already left?" he asked. Lisbeth was puzzled by Ethan's sudden question, yet she responded affirmatively, "Yes, she came, but she just left." Ethan remained silent, a response Lisbeth found somewhat strange. Shaking her head, she left.

New stories uploaded on gⱯlnσνls․com Later that afternoon, a video of Callie issuing a public apology surfaced on the company's official account, with news of her termination simultaneously circulating through the company. In the break room, a cluster of colleagues assembled, delving into their common conversation. "Can you believe she was actually let go?" "Absolutely, I'm in that department. I personally witnessed Callie packing up her belongings." "Wasn't she supposed to be Mr. Brooks' wife?

How did she manage to get herself fired?" As they sipped their coffee, the buzz of conversation continued until someone chimed in excitedly, "I have got the scoop!" "You do? Spill it; what happened?" "I heard Callie falsely accuse a small studio, operated by Nyla, of plagiarism," the employee said, drawing a crowd with her animated delivery. "Plagiarism? Really?" . . . Message from Noah: New novels tomorrow, hope you like them dear readers. God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. (๑>◡<๑) .