"I mean, I'm hoping you'll consider visiting Mr. Casper. His condition is pretty serious." Dillon's gaze was heavy as it fell on Eliza's somewhat detached face. "I hate to say this, but if you intentionally hurt someone and it gets pursued, the consequences can be severe." Eliza looked up at him.

Dillon continued, "You have a child. If you don't think about the consequences you will face, shouldn't you think about your kid? I believe you understand how serious this is without me having to spell it out."

They locked eyes for what felt like forever. Finally, Eliza glanced away and replied coldly, "Like master, like servant. Dillon, don't try to use my child to threaten me. That won't work." "I'm not threatening you."

Dillon felt he had said enough. Since she was unwilling, there was no point in pressing further.

"Alright then, I'll go back to taking care of Mr. Casper." As he was about to walk away, something seemed to occur to him, and he turned back. "Your father is indeed with us at the moment, but not for five years like you imagine. We only discovered he was still alive a few days ago." Before Eliza could fully process his words, Dillon had already left.

Had it been Casper who said this, she might not have believed it, but Dillon was usually reliable, which made her ponder. If what Dillon said was true, then was Aaron lying? But Aaron had no reason to lie to her. Eliza's mind was suddenly a whirlwind of confusion, like clouds parting only to reveal more fog.

Casper was still in a coma. Aaron stood at his bedside, staring at his pale face, and suddenly laughed.

"It must hurt to be stabbed by the one you love, huh?" He leaned down and patted Casper's face. "This is just the beginning."

"May broke off our engagement for you and then killed herself. Do you think I've forgotten that?

you. My lover and my child are gone, and I won't

you stumble. I'll make sure you misunderstand each other, torment each

me, and you owe May. You'll pay

were filled with deep pain as the events

couldn't forget the sight of May falling from the hundredth floor.

forget that even as she jumped to her death,

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promise you'll be left whole,

twisted into a ghastly laugh. His laughter echoed in

had improved His hands were wrapped in bandages, as was his abdomen, thick with gauze. His face, neck, and

help but sigh. How

sound came

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