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

Chapter 432: "The SKT Group's vice president is unbelievably beautiful. Wow, she's a real knockout!" "It's no surprise she's kept out of the spotlight. With looks like hers, she'd steal the show instantly." "From now on, she's my idol." The whispers around them intensified. Callie's face darkened, her grip tightening on her dress. "So, any regrets now?" Murray's voice suddenly chimed in from behind. Callie shot him a look, and then turned to see Ethan, who was staring intently at Nyla onstage, his gaze filled with a fierce sense of ownership.

Trying to hide her annoyance, Callie retorted, "Mr. Wheeler, it's no secret you've always been quite taken with Nyla, haven't you?" Murray locked eyes with Callie, his smile fading to a more grave expression. "True, unlike you, Miss Higgins, who seems to entertain the interest of numerous suitors." Callie froze, her grip tightening on her dress. Her annoyance was now mixed with fear. How could Murray have known? She glanced anxiously at Ethan, but with Murray standing closer to her, Ethan had missed their conversation. Callie let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Murray, ever confrontational and dismissive, cared little for who he upset, particularly the Higgins family. "Am I wrong, Miss Higgins?" Murray taunted. Callie stayed quiet. Your favorite tales live on gⱯlnσνes․com Murray looked back at Nyla onstage and commented casually, "She's in a league of her own. And I'd wager Ethan will win her back." Callie's hands balled into fists. "Why should I take that bet?" Murray's laughter was low and knowing. "You've already lost." When his speech wrapped up, enthusiastic applause filled the room, ending their conversation.

As Nyla left the stage, murmurs of astonishment followed her departure. Her vibrant red spider lily tattoo immediately caught everyone's attention. It was eye-catching, alluring, and bold. "Remarkable, isn't she? Not many vice presidents would flaunt such a large tattoo." "That tattoo is so unique, and it complements her outfit perfectly." "She deserves to be famous; she's absolutely breathtaking." Caught off guard, Ethan pondered for a moment. When had she gotten that tattoo? What did it signify? And what had inspired that specific design?

It seemed Nyla had many layers Ethan had yet to discover, and he realized just how much he had missed during their separation. Upon leaving the stage, Nyla was met by a group of company executives, handling each one with ease. . . .