His Destructive, Toxic Love

Eliza wasn't having any of it. She thought he was just putting on a show. "Your wrongdoings are endless. Did you also steal the inheritance my foster parents left for me? You consolidated, restructured, and merged it into a subsidiary of Welton International. Mr. Casper,

your actions are despicable, sleazy, and insatiably greedy."

She had figured it all out over the last few days.

Even though the fortune the Henderson family left her wasn't something she necessarily wanted to inherit, what right did Casper have to pocket things that weren't his?

"Aaron told you this, right?"

"Do you think I can't do my own investigation?"

He did categorized and invested the Henderson family's assets, but the profits weren't significant. If she wanted, he could return it to her with interest.

"I can return it to you and even offer you a thirty percent profit on top. Just say the word, and I can prepare the contracts immediately."

Eliza didn't hold back. "Then please, Mr. Casper, prepare the contracts."

""Will do."

Eliza wasn't sure whether to believe Casper or not, but judging by his tone on the phone and his firm attitude, he probably wouldn't go back on his word.

After hanging up, he said, "Once you've seen your father, I can have someone handle this matter with you."

He wasn't sure what Aaron had told Eliza, but he could guess it wasn't anything good.

"Aaron, he..." Casper started, wanting to offer her a word of caution.

Eliza cut him off disdainfully. "I don't need you to teach me how to judge people. Do you think you can play the wise guy?"

He was just about to retort when Dillon rushed in. "Mr. Casper, your guest has arrived."

"Let him in."

The moment Eliza laid eyes on Mikey, she was taken aback.

When they lived together, Mikey's hair had already turned pale, and he often seemed tired from work. But now, her father had dark hair, looked vigorous and rosy-cheeked, and had even gained a bit of weight. Was he living... well?

"Dad." She took a step towards him.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

Mikey smiled sheepishly. "Elle."

There was no overwhelming joy or tears, no sobbing embrace. Eliza was shocked by his reaction. They hadn't seen each other for a full five years. Didn't he miss his daughter at all?

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"Dad..." She still gently hugged Mikey. "Where have you been all these years?"

"Elle, I..." He hesitated as if there were many difficulties he couldn't speak of.

Eliza gently let go of the embrace and turned to Casper. "I would like to have a moment alone with my dad." Casper shrugged. "Sure."

Casper and Dillon left the living room and stayed in the yard, not too close or too far.

Dillon glanced worriedly inside. "Why do I get the feeling Mikey is going to spout some lies?"

Casper lit a cigarette, holding it

between his lips, inhaling slowly.net

"How is he going to explain these five years to Eliza if he doesn't lie?"

Fair point. But lying would eventually require straightening things out, right?

"Mr. Casper, after they've met, are you really going to let Mikey go?"

"Of course."

It wasn't feasible not to. Eliza already despised him deeply; not releasing Mikey would make her hate him to the bone.

He took a deep drag from his cigarette, slowly asking, "Have you found anything on Aaron?"

"There are some findings, but... there's something I don't quite understand."

"What's that?" Casper's eyebrows lifted slightly, his gaze piercing as he looked at Dillon.

Dillon scratched his head, seeming a bit puzzled. "I discovered that Aaron had I

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many years ago."