His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

After taking a deep breath, Faithe fixed her gaze, rolled her eyes, and scoffed, "Eliza, if you weren't flaunting your title as Mrs. Welton, do you really think you'd get invited to these kinds of social events? Mr. Casper is treating this meeting with utmost importance. If you mess up his business deal, you know the consequences."

"Slap."

A sharp smack landed on Faithe's face. She touched her stinging left cheek, staring at Eliza in disbelief. "You hit me?"

Faithe was just a secretary. Casper could threaten Eliza, but a mere secretary had no right. Who did Faithe think she was?

"I'm warning you, Faithe, if you ever talk to me in this tone again, I'll hit you again." Eliza glared at the face she had just slapped red. "Remember, I am still Mrs. Welton. Show some respect."

"You..."

"Go back and tell Mr. Casper that if he wants me to attend the social event, he should come personally." She shot a cold glance at Faithe. "You're not qualified to act that way. Get lost."

"Fine, I'll have Mr. Casper come to you personally then. And when he's furious, you'll regret it."

Faithe stormed off, fuming.

Eliza's good mood was ruined. She felt drained.

her, explaining in

deposit of two hundred thousand, but that's far from enough. I'm calling you

was an astronomical amount for Eliza. Even though Chelsea had already contributed two hundred thousand, gathering the remaining balance seemed as daunting as climbing Everest. However, not

I'll bring the money

we'll be waiting for you. We don't want to see

"Of course."

bank account balance. It was just a drop in the bucket

The doorbell rang.

dress without much enthusiasm. "Change into

today." She was

overtime pay." His gaze darkened. "Go

of silk, was seductive

reminded her of the time Casper had sent her to

dress was even more daring. At least this one wasn't exposing too much skin. It

it seemed it could neither spare nor

that the