His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 318

"Ms. Valerie."

Eliza peered through the peephole. It was Carlos.

What was he doing here so late?

"Mr. Carlos, is there something you need?"

Eliza's voice wasn't exactly warm, but it was polite enough.

Carlos grinned awkwardly and apologized, "I might have been a bit forward at school today. I hope you don't hold it against me. But the art competition about construction workers is really meaningful. It can help improve their working conditions and maybe even raise their wages." Not this again.

Eliza had no interest in discussing it, "Mr. Carlos, did you come all the way here just to talk about that?"

"Sort of." He pulled out a drawing from his bag, one he had done a few days ago. "Ms. Valerie, check these out. I drew them on-site, capturing moments of the workers at their jobs and during breaks." Honestly?

Eliza wasn't interested at all. A competition was unlikely to change the reality for a whole group of people. But, to be polite, she glanced at the drawings.

It was mostly scenes of workers hard at work.

one close-up caught

face, covered in dust, lips chapped, holding a piece of bread in a rag-wrapped hand-he

so familiar, like... Casper's

heart skipped

was alive

the figure, she asked Carlos, "Who is

He's

foreman likes him, says he's young, strong, works a lot, and never seems to tire." Carlos had seen this man, and he was always dirty. "He

simpleton? Mute? Working

same ruthless, cunning, proud, powerful, and

Casper. Just someone who looked like

she wanted to see

Carlos, why don't you sign me up too? Tomorrow is the weekend; we can visit the construction site together. I'd like to see the workers' conditions for myself.

was a

to pick you up tomorrow, and we'll

back

it. "Mr. Carlos, this

Could

me?"