His Destructive, Toxic Love

The privacy screen slid down, and Casper, tense and edgy, barked at the driver, "Turn around and head to Henderson Estate."

As soon as the car began to turn, Casper abruptly shouted, "Stop. You, get out."

His tone had shifted from gentle to ice-cold, his eyes hard as he gave the command. Eliza shot him a glance before opening the door and stepping out.

As always, one call from Nova, and he'd ditch her without a second thought. Early in their marriage, Eliza used to cry, throw fits, and angrily demand why he treated her this way. Now? She was used to it. It didn't matter anymore.

Standing by the roadside, she tried to hail a cab. But after a long wait, nothing came by. A white BMW pulled up next to her, the window rolling down to reveal Zach's face.

"Fancy meeting you here," he said, sliding off his sunglasses with a grin.

Eliza didn't want to engage. She looked down at her phone, trying to book a ride.

Zach got out of the driver's seat, hands casually shoved into his pockets, and sauntered to Eliza. "Tough spot to catch a cab, huh? Let me guess, Casper ditched you again? He went off to see... Nova?" "Zach, stay away from me," she said, disgust evident in her voice.

Zach didn't seem fazed. In fact, he looked amused. "Hey, this is fate. Let me give you a lift."

"No, thanks."

"Come on, I want to chat. Do you want to know how your dad ended up behind bars? What he went through in there? Was it suicide or murder?" Zach's tone was casual, but his eyes were locked onto Eliza's face. "I know a lot of inside info."

Eliza's eyes narrowed. She stared at Zach. He was just as despicable as Casper.

She couldn't hold back any longer, and slapped him.

"Zach, my brother is out now, and you're still using my dad's death to mess with me? What do you want from me? Or...are you trying to use my hatred for Casper for your own gain?" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

A pink mark from her slap bloomed on Zach's cheek. He flexed his jaw, and after a moment of shock, a smile cuded up on his lips. "Do you think your brother's life is all good now that he's out? Nova can accuse him of rape anytime, and Casper can still have Robin killed."

"So what?"

"I can help you." Zach pointed at himself, his playful smile gone.

"Eliza, we share a common enel.net

Casper really is behind your father's downfall, don't you want revenge?"

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He stepped closer, his hands gripping her shoulders. "Don't push me away. I genuinely want to help you."

"Don't touch me." She shoved Zach away like he was something dirty. "I don't believe you'd help me, and I don't need your help." "Why not?"

Eliza's expression was calm, her laugh light. "Because you're just as despicable and shameless as Casper."

Zach laughed again. He turned away, shaking his head, then looked back at Eliza. "You need to learn to trust me again." "I'm not interested."

Eliza walked away. She didn't want to stay near Zach; he was like a poisonous flower-beautiful, captivating, but deadly.

Zach was dangerous to everyone.

"Hey, Eliza," Zach called after her. "I really have evidence that Casper framed your father. I can give it to you, no strings attached. Do you want it?" Eliza stopped. She wanted it. Badly.

Should she trust him?