His Destructive, Toxic Love

"He hurt your neighbor. They called the police, and now Robin's arrested," he said casually, a slight smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

Eliza clenched her fists tightly. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Casper looked at her with amusement. "Eliza, you know I don't like it when you challenge me like this."

"Just get to the point. What do you need me to do?"

He appreciated her sharpness. "I've nearly sealed the deal I had with Daniel a few days ago, and there's a business dinner tomorrow. I've got another deal to discuss with Mr. Gillum. Accompany me, make a show of it, secure the contract, and I'll let you meet your brother."

Eliza's eyes narrowed, her gaze cold.

What did he think of her now?

The previous deal with Daniel happened because of Elliza's college friend, Renee. It was a favor between classmates. And this?

"Mr. Casper, at least tell me who this Mr. Gillum is. His wife isn't another one of my classmates, is she?"

"No."

But to Eliza, it didn't matter whether it was true. Nor did it matter to Casper. What mattered was that Eliza agreed, which meant he was halfway to success.

"If I help you secure this contract, will you let my brother go for good?"

He raised an eyebrow, amused. "You don't even ask what I'll have you do. Why're you so confident?"

"Before you came to me with terms, I'm sure you already dug into Mr. Gillum's background. You spare no expense, and I, as a woman, naturally have my own advantages."

Some things were better left unsaid. To spell it out would only make things awkward.

Her face was calm, her emotions hard to identify.

He glanced at her, his expression complex, and suddenly stood up. "I hope you won't disappoint me."

"I also hope you won't go back on your word again."

He scoffed and turned towards his car.

Minutes later, the car left the Welton Estate. He probably headed to see

Nova. That wasn't important, but she had to verify whether who Casper said was true or faConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

With a nervous heart, she called Chelsea.

After a moment of silence, Chelsea's voice came through, filled with self-reproach. "I didn't keep an eye on him. The neighbor got hurt badly, and I'm negotiating the

compensation. Don't worry, Healy,

handle it."

"Chelsea, Casper knows."

5

Hearing this, Chelsea quickly asked, "Has he intervened? That complicates things."

"He said if I help him secure a partnership, he'll let Robin go," she said, falling silent.

Chelsea sighed softly on the other end, barely audible. "Do you still believe him?"

"How can I not? With his influence, he could easily crush my family just like he set up my father years ago."

Mikey's incident shook the entire

Falconridge. A man known for his

integrity was suddenly exposed for accepting bribes worth millions. Luxury watches, paintings, and antiques were found in his home. Outrage erupted. His reputation was destroyed. Days after being taken away, he committed suicide in prison. Whether it was suicide or

murder remained a mystery.

Chelsea knew all these things.

"Are you finally convinced that Casper orchestrated your father's downfall?"

"If not him, who else could it be?"

Eliza couldn't think of anyone else who would go to such lengths to target their family. In the past, she wouldn't have believed Casper capable of such a thing.