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

Chapter 460: That night, Ethan threw himself into his work more than ever before and sent Nyla the divorce papers. When the divorce papers arrived, Nyla's emotions swirled in turmoil. The document she had known from four years earlier now bore a fresh signature in its corner. She noticed alterations in the terms; previously, she had claimed no desire for compensation. Now, the agreement granted her nearly half of Ethan's wealth. Nyla reached for her phone, tempted to confront him, but reconsidered and set it aside. Hadn't she longed for this outcome? What more was there to question?

A knock interrupted her thoughts, and there stood Ellen at the door, saying, "Ella, it's time for the meeting." "Alright, I'm on my way." Nyla tucked the papers away in her desk drawer. Unbeknownst to her, the contract contained an additional provision stating that upon Ethan's death, all his assets would transfer to her ownership. At Crestwave Group, Ethan asked without opening his eyes, "Has the document been dispatched?" Jackson nodded. "It has." "Let's proceed, then." Ethan rose from his chair. Pausing, Jackson added, "We have the results for the child's investigation.

Bonnie and Austen aren't the parents; Miss Green is. The child is three years old." "Is that so? Got it." Ethan wasn't surprised; after all, he had learned the result yesterday. However, after a few steps, Ethan halted abruptly. "How old did you say she was?" "Three years old." Check what's new on g@lnovℯℓs.c○m Three years? That timing meant Nyla must have been pregnant when she left Ulares. During that period, she was confined to his villa, seeing no one but him. Could it be that he was the father? "What is the child's name?" Ethan's voice carried a slight tremor. Jackson shook his head.

"We don't know yet. It seems like someone is deliberately blocking our investigation. We're still looking into it." Someone was blocking it? Ethan frowned, his expression darkening. What did this mean? Had he misunderstood something? Was someone intentionally involved in this? "Keep investigating," Ethan ordered, his voice firm. He dismissed the lingering thoughts. "Let's go." "Understood." "Ella, I need to be upfront with you. Someone is investigating Charlotte, and they may have already found something," Franklin said, his tone serious.

Nyla stiffened slightly but didn't seem entirely surprised. It wasn't hard to guess who it was-Ethan. What she hadn't expected was how quickly he had acted. . . .