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

Chapter 398: "Yes," Nyla said with a nod. "Would you consider coming with me? Franklin would certainly be pleased." Candy responded with a dismissive smirk, "Oh, he'd be ecstatic to have free help. No, I'm not interested. I've got commitments now-I'm engaged." Nyla was momentarily taken aback, then she recalled how Candy's family had swiftly located her upon her return. Initially, Candy had vehemently resisted their attempts to reintegrate her into their wealthy, influential family-the greatest financial dynasty in the region.

Candy had originally left for Ulares to avoid an arranged marriage, but once back, she relented and agreed to meet the man her family had chosen for her. Surprisingly, Candy seemed not entirely averse to the man, even occasionally going on dates. Nyla hadn't foreseen Candy's decision to stop running from her family's arrangements. "You've decided not to run anymore?" Nyla inquired. Looking out at the urban landscape, Candy nodded. "There's no need to run anymore." As they dined, each was enveloped in their own contemplations.

Back home, after Nyla bathed Charlotte and put her to bed, she saw Candy deep in thought on the living room sofa. Nyla joined her downstairs. "Are you certain about this? Though Ulares is a big place, the chance of encountering him is high. Have you thought it all through?" Candy asked. Nyla's own reasons felt unclear. Was she seeking to clear her father's name, or was there someone from her past she needed to face? "Maybe. I'm tired of running," Nyla replied resolutely to Candy. Lαtєѕt chαptєrs in glnovels. It was true; previously, fear had controlled her, causing undue distress.

But now, Nyla was not the same person she used to be. She resolved no longer to make decisions based on fear or foolishness. She was prepared to take back everything that was hers. "Nyla, where are you? Where could you be?" Bonnie, wearing a trench coat, paced the airport waiting area, her eyes scanning the crowd with evident anxiety. Nyla had just stepped off the plane when Bonnie's call came through. With her child cradled in one arm, she answered the phone with her free hand, her luggage still waiting to be claimed. "I haven't come out yet. I need to pick up our bags first, Bonnie.

Hold on a moment." She ended the call. Nyla made her way to the luggage carousel, gently setting Charlotte down. "Charlotte, can you stand here while Mommy gets our bags?" Charlotte nodded. "Okay." While Nyla retrieved their belongings, Charlotte watched curiously as a group clad in black suits walked by. Touching her lips with a finger, Charlotte whispered, "Mommy, look at all the strange people." Her soft voice went unheard by Nyla, who was preoccupied with the luggage. Charlotte's gaze was drawn to the man at the center of the group. He was quite a handsome man. . . .