His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Choking back her emotions, Nova glanced at Casper, but he showed no reaction. Limping, she made her way toward the door. "It's dark outside, but don't worry about me. I'm not afraid of the dark. There are plenty of good people out there. No one's going to hurt me, really, Casper, I..."

Before she could finish, Casper grabbed his coat and stood up to leave. Nova's heart tightened, and she quickly called out, "Casper..."

He acted like he didn't hear her, ignoring her completely. Frustrated, Nova stomped her foot. He really didn't care about her anymore. He used to never doubt that she was the one he adored. It must've been Eliza who seduced him. No, she couldn't let Eliza take Casper away.

At Welton International, Casper sat by the massive floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the bustling traffic below. From here, he could oversee the entire city, an undisputed king. Dillon handed him a cup of coffee. "Mr. Casper."

"Just leave it there," Casper motioned with his finger.

"Are you still thinking about Rose's murder?" Dillon had been at the police station all day and had gathered some useful information. "The police are taking it very seriously, reviewing lots of surveillance footage. They should catch the killer soon."

Casper believed so. He just wished to uncover the truth sooner to clear the suspicions from Eliza's mind.

hospital. Make

"Yes, sir."

more luxury cars than usual. Besides Casper, Aaron, David, and even Zach were there. Eliza, cradling the urn, walked step by step towards the cemetery. Aaron and Chelsea were by her side. Dávid, carrying a bouquet of white daisies, followed behind them. Casper watched from a distance. He didn't approach, leaning against his car with a cigarette between his lips, slowly

his car, sent Casper a provocative message. [My dear brother, Eliza's admirers are here to pay their respects to your mother-in-law. Why

with schadenfreude. If it weren't for the solemnity of the day, Casper would have

the grave. Her parents were finally reunited, and she was now truly an orphan. Chelsea wrapped an arm around Eliza, whispering comfort, "Your mom can finally

again," Eliza managed a smile through her

her back. "It's not your fault. The killer will be caught, and your mom's spirit

Eliza, the police will catch the murderer." David stepped forward to place

silent

kept her gaze

her face. Chelsea wanted to comfort her, but she herself was crying too hard to console Eliza. The three of them left early, giving Eliza