His Destructive, Toxic Love

"Aaron's idea to use your wife's blood to treat Jeffrey's illness was a complete farce."

Casper slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils filled with a bone-chilling coldness. "Go on."

"Mr. Casper, while it's true that your wife's blood contains antibodies that could've helped Jeffrey's condition, these antibodies can be produced by any healthy person and are particularly present in pregnant women. This means Jeffrey's illness could have been treated with the blood of any pregnant woman, and only a small amount was needed.

"The improvement in Jeffrey's condition after he received your wife's blood was just a coincidence. It didn't actually help his illness in any significant way.

"I think Aaron's goal was to worsen the tension between you and your wife."

Was this all revenge? It seemed like the only plausible explanation.

Everything was Aaron's meticulous planning. From the moment Casper first met Eliza, to Nova taking Eliza's place by his side, Mikey's staged death, and then Jeffrey's illness.

His ultimate goal was to make Casper and Eliza hate each other.

He succeeded. Their relationship was still as volatile as fire and water. She might never forgive him for everything he did to her.

"Keep digging. I want to know just how many despicable things Aaron has done."

Dillon nodded. "Understood. I'll keep investigating, Mr. Casper. Do you want to warn your wife to be careful around Aaron? He's been meeting with Zach frequently, and I'm worried he might..." Warn her? Hadn't he warned her enough already? Would she even listen?

She didn't trust him. Anything he said, she'd see as an attack on her precious Aaron.

Luckily, she was right under his watchful eye. Aaron wouldn't find it so easy to pull anything off.

Casper tore off the fever-reducing patch from his forehead. "Come with me to the auction house." "Yes, sir."

Casper arrived during lunchtime.

The new company didn't provide employee meals, so everyone ordered takeout.

Noel ordered fried rice and placed his food on the communal dining table.

As everyone's takeout arrived, they gathered around to eat together. The dining atmosphere was particularly pleasant, and Eliza enjoyed these shared meals.

Noel sat next to Eliza. He was young and loved to tell jokes, making him the life of the table. He had everyone laughing.

When Casper walked in, Noel had just finished a joke, leaving Eliza doubled over with laughter.

"Noel, you should consider a career in stand-up comedy," she said.

She was sitting with her back to the door and didn't notice Casper's arrival. But the colleagues facing her did, and they immediately restrained their laughter, standing up politely.

Eliza had just been laughing and chatting with the others but when she turned and saw Casper, her demeanor instantly turned cold. Everyone quickly packed up their lunch boxes and left the dining area.

Casper pulled up a chair, sitting next to Eliza, and chuckled. "I didn't know you were so lively at work. You

looked quite happy." Col

"I have no issues with my colleagues, so of course, I will laugh," she retorted, irritation in her voice.

She began to pack up her half-eaten lunch, preparing to leave.

He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and forced her to sit down. "I haven't had lunch yet."