His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Casper's eyes flashed with anger, "Zach, you better keep your distance."

"Truth stings, huh?" Zach clicked his tongue twice, a twisted smile playing on his lips. "I always thought I was the most messed up person around, but compared to you, I'm practically a saint. Looks like Eliza might as well be dead; she's as good as useless now. Why not... hand her over to me?"

Grinding his teeth, Casper grabbed Zach by the collar. "I wouldn't mind making you disappear from this world, too."

"Why are you so mad?" Zach sneered. "Making the most of everything has always been your style, hasn't it, Mr. Casper?"

Before Zach could finish, Casper's fist connected with his face.

"You better behave and stop messing with me. I don't hold back my fists when I'm angry," Casper growled, his teeth clenched.

Zach burst into laughter. "Wow, my big brother's got some strength. I'm so scared."

Casper then stomped on him twice more before considering the matter settled.

Instead of getting angry, Zach laughed even harder.

getting pummeled again, Tristan felt a surge of rage. "Is he addicted to hitting peopl now? Does he think I'm dead or something? He's always

up, dusting himself off. "How's Jeffrey doing? Did he make any final arrangements? If Jeffrey actually bypasses you and hands control of Welton International to Casper, we're in for a

make arrangements, they wouldn't count. He's too old to know

darkened. He should his

...

her nostrils.

if she

her eyes, she noticed a bag of bright red liquid hanging from

"You're awake."

Eliza looked at the speaker. It was Casper's secretary, Faithe. They had

always been cold to her; she

the hospital for a few more days for transfusions. Mr. Casper is quite busy, so he sent me to check on you. If you

too weak to speak,

to Ms. Nova's matters.

She turned her face away and weakly closed her eyes