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

Chapter 415: Nyla sat in her office, her frustration mounting. If she chose Skycloud Group, it would inevitably lead to conflict with Crestwave Group-something she seemed unable to avoid. She began to question her decision to take on this project. A knock on her office door interrupted her thoughts. "Ella, the meeting is about to start," her secretary informed her. Nyla nodded and inhaled deeply. "I'll be right there." Franklin had his mind set on Crestwave Group. His intent was merely to test the waters.

While Crestwave's offer was slightly less advantageous than Skycloud's, they promised superior resources, notably the best exhibition opportunities for collaborative designs. This advantage greatly appealed to Franklin. Nyla couldn't deny that Crestwave Group had presented a compelling offer. After the meeting, she thought it over for a long time before finally speaking up. "Notify them. We're proceeding with the contract with Crestwave Group.

Please coordinate with their team on the signing date." "With Crestwave Group?" Ellen asked, surprised, especially since Nyla had just mentioned Skycloud Group. "Yes," Nyla responded with a firm nod. Something was bound to happen, and there was no avoiding it. "SKT Group's chief designer for the past two years has been Ella. All these pieces are her work," Jackson reported to Ethan. "When did she join SKT Group?" Ethan leaned forward slightly. "About four years ago." Your next story starts here gⱯlnσνℓs․cøm Four years ago?

Ethan's heart faltered, an inexplicable sensation settling in his chest like a weight. "Anything else about her?" His voice remained steady. "She's married with a child, though details about her husband are scarce." Married with a child... Perhaps it wasn't Nyla after all. Ethan felt his tension ease, deciding to let the matter rest. "What about Hayes?" "Nothing since he took Claudine and left Ulares. No movement detected." "He'll surface eventually. Maintain surveillance." Ethan had orchestrated Hayes' early release himself.

Hayes had whisked Claudine away upon learning that her time might be limited-his actions both desperate and controlled. Ethan had hoped that tracking Hayes might lead him to Nyla, but two years had yielded nothing. Hayes, too, had vanished without a trace. A knock preceded Lisbeth's entrance. She stood with crossed arms, her reluctance evident. "SKT agreed to collaborate," she announced flatly. "Please don't send me for these matters again. It's not my domain." . . .