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.

evening, Robin's doctor called her, explaining

the entire course will cost about a million dollars. Ms. Chelsea has already paid a deposit of two hundred thousand, but that's

Chelsea had already contributed two hundred thousand, gathering the remaining balance seemed as

give me three days. I'll bring the money

waiting for you. We don't want to see all

"Of course."

just a drop in the bucket compared to a

The doorbell rang.

cocktail dress

today." She was

His gaze darkened.

and took the dress into the bedroom. The red cocktail dress, made of silk, was seductive in color. It was short, with a

her of

exposing too much skin.

seemed it could neither spare nor

meant that