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.

close-up caught

holding a piece of bread in a

those eyes... looked so familiar, like...

skipped a

to confirm someone was alive based on

the figure, she asked Carlos, "Who is

He's really

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

simpleton? Mute? Working

the same ruthless, cunning, proud, powerful,

be Casper. Just someone who looked

she wanted to

the construction site together. I'd like to see the workers' conditions for myself. What

was a

come by to pick

to take back

on it. "Mr. Carlos, this

good. Could

me?"