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

Chapter 395: Candy dismissed her with a wave. On the carpet, Charlotte Green watched her mother with wide, crystal-clear eyes. "Mommy... hug!" she exclaimed, stretching out her plump little arms, her smile showcasing a delightful dimple. Nyla's heart swelled at the sight. She scooped up her daughter, planting a kiss on her cheek. "Be a good girl and wait for Mommy to return." Charlotte nodded solemnly, and Nyla felt a twinge of reluctance as she prepared to leave. However, the day's appointments were crucial and couldn't be missed.

After a brief hesitation, Nyla gently set Charlotte back on the carpet, delivered a few more kisses, and made her way out. Nyla drove directly to the company, dressed in business attire, embodying a sense of purpose and efficiency. Upon arriving, she exchanged greetings with her coworkers. "Good morning, Ella," one colleague greeted. "Morning," Nyla responded, her smile bright as she nodded. "Where's the little one today? I picked up some candy for her." Nyla appeared slightly embarrassed.

"She's been quite the handful lately, so I left her at home." "The CEO is asking for you." "Okay, I'm on my way." Nyla nodded, gathered her belongings, and made her way to the CEO's office. She knocked lightly on the door, and a voice from inside called for her to enter. Upon opening the door, a blond man greeted her with a broad smile. "Ah, Ella, I've missed you. You're the only one who can help me untangle these issues." Lɒtєst cнαptєrs ιn glnovєls. "Franklin, you say the same to Laura. Alright, spill it; what's the problem?" Nyla remained unmoved by his charm.

Franklin Rodriguez grinned, unbothered by the callout, and chuckled heartily. "Laura's tied up with another project. We have an international project that requires a leader." Nyla didn't feel intimidated by this. Over the past four years, she had worked almost every day, only taking breaks during her pregnancy, and even traveled to far-off places when necessary. At that time, Charlotte couldn't be left behind, so Nyla had no choice but to bring her along on business trips, which proved to be quite a challenge. Now, at least, she could leave the house more freely.

"Alright, where is it located? And what's the duration?" Nyla quickly assessed her schedule. Franklin clapped his hands in excitement. "I knew you would be on board. It's in your hometown, Ulares." The instant Nyla heard the name, she froze, as though forgotten memories were suddenly resurfacing, bringing with them a rush of painful emotions. "Franklin, I may not be the right fit for this project," she said, her tone softening and her resolve wavering. . . .