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

Chapter 463: She only gave Alisha a glimpse of her strategy, stopping short of divulging too much to avoid further investigation. Their strategy was designed to give the impression that everything was under control and no discrepancies had been noticed. The next consignment was due for delivery shortly. Over the next few days, it was expected that there would be an attempt to interfere with the shipment. Their job was simply to keep a watchful eye and wait.

When Nyla got home from work, she found Candy and Charlotte absorbed in a video game, surrounded by chips and a soda can on the coffee table. "Back already? What are we eating tonight?" Candy casually asked without shifting her focus from the game. "Mommy, you're back! I missed you," Charlotte expressed, still fixated on her game. With a light-hearted sigh, Nyla feigned frustration as she collected the chips from the table. "You two are asking for trouble! No more snacks before dinner, or there won't be any dinner next time." Candy and Charlotte looked up at Nyla, quickly showing compliance.

"We understand." "Okay, Mommy." Nyla put away the snacks and then started on dinner preparations. Candy soon joined her in the kitchen. "Is everything under control?" Candy asked, biting into a cucumber. Nyla shook her head slightly. "We're still waiting." Candy scoffed. "I'd just eliminate the Higgins family altogether. Why all the hassle? They're clearly the culprits." Pausing in her task, Nyla set aside her knife and began washing some vegetables. "Dealing with the Higgins family isn't simple. I've told you, I'm prepared to take my time with them." G al no vel s .

com holds tales worth reading "But do we have the time, especially with Charlotte? Are you prepared to let Ethan find out about her?" Candy's pointed question addressed the urgent issue. "It may not be simple for Ethan to just take her, but what about how Charlotte feels about all this?" In one of Candy's rare moments of seriousness, Nyla stopped and gazed at her, momentarily shocked. Candy turned away, letting out a derisive snort. "Franklin mentioned your dreadful plan. Tsk, Ethan would be ridiculing you if he knew." "Indeed.

At that moment, I saw no alternative," Nyla responded, her voice carrying a trace of resignation. She had been fraught with panic at the time, uncertain of her next step. The idea had suddenly sprung to mind, and she had acted on it impulsively. Reflecting on it now, it was evident that it had been the wrong approach. "You might as well have kidnapped him, kept him as your prisoner, and forced him to comply with your demands," Candy said, drawing on her insights from the past few years. Nyla often struggled to release her grip on the past. Those who are stubborn seldom surrender easily. . . .