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

Chapter 55: Having joined Crestwave Group years ago, Lisbeth was a long-standing employee, recruited by Ethan from overseas. Though rumors suggested a past connection due to their shared history as classmates, Lisbeth's competence was indisputable. Knowing Ethan well, Lisbeth doubted he would marry someone who only appeared kind on the surface. "You seem to have reservations about her," Nyla responded.

Scowling toward the chattering group, Lisbeth replied, "I have little patience for those who ride on coattails without contributing." Determined, Lisbeth marched off in her high heels to address them. As Lisbeth approached, Callie caught Nyla's eye and hesitated. Nyla gave a seemingly friendly but discerning smile. After Lisbeth moved away, Callie came over. "Nyla, did you come to see Ethan? Having trouble getting upstairs? I have a card for the private elevator; let me help you," Callie said with apparent warmth. Nyla sensed layered implications in Callie's words.

While she harbored feelings for Ethan, she wasn't easily swayed by such tactics. "My visit was strictly professional, concerning a partnership that has now concluded. There's no need for me to meet with Mr. Brooks, and frankly, I'm not keen on it." As Nyla began to walk away, a wave of dizziness overcame her, causing her to lean against the wall for support. Unaware of Nyla's struggle, Callie turned to her with slight confusion. "Oh? I assumed you were here for Ethan. My apologies." Once stable, Nyla raised her eyes to meet Callie's.

"Have you heard of a company named Radiance Colors, Miss Higgins? It's what Green Group was called before it rebranded and collaborated with Grandeagle Group." Find magical tales on gαℓησνs․c Callie's expression turned to one of bewilderment, unable to grasp the relevance of Nyla's inquiry. "I'm not sure how that relates to me. I don't know about it." Watching Callie's genuine puzzlement, Nyla felt a twinge of disappointment and looked away. "It's nothing important; just a question." Changing the subject, Callie's tone softened. "Ethan and I are planning our engagement soon.

I hope you'll join, Nyla. I'd really like for us to be friends, though it seems you've been avoiding me." Nyla couldn't help but find the situation slightly comical. Playing along with Callie was becoming a strategic interaction, one that Nyla was prepared to maintain for her own purposes. "Friendship with me isn't something many Brooks family members pursue. Are you sure that's what you want?" Callie's eyes lit up. "Absolutely! It would mean a lot if you'd accept." Despite the discomfort churning in her stomach, Nyla offered a weak smile.

"Why would I refuse such an invitation?" After their talk about making friends, Callie pushed for a meal together, but Nyla felt too ill to accept. . . .