His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 324

The women trailing behind the plump lady hurled accusations at Eliza. "You look like a flirt who always chases after handsome men. Just hand him over so we don't have to embarrass ourselves, tearing this place apart." "There are plenty of men out there. Why go after ours? Gina's not someone you can just push around. With your tiny frame, you wouldn't stand a chance."

"Yeah, just hand him over, and we'll leave. It's pouring outside, and we've already spent a fortune on cab fares. You should cover that."

Eliza's face darkened. She wasn't one to start trouble, but she wasn't afraid of it either.

She spun around, went back inside, grabbed a mop, and came out to face the women. "Listen up. The man you're looking for isn't here. If you dare break into my place, I'll fight back. Don't believe me? Try me." "You little tramp! Would you dare get physical with me? You must have a death wish."

The plump woman stepped forward, ready to teach Eliza a lesson.

Eliza raised the mop towards her. "Take one more step, and I won't be so nice."

"I'm not afraid of you... Ahh! Ouch!"

Gina couldn't dodge in time and tumbled down the stairs with a series of thuds.

The other women were terrified, rushing to help Gina up and clumsily followed her downstairs.

Eliza snorted, "Better head home and don't come back, or I'll really call the cops."

After locking her door, Eliza bolted it from the inside.

The commotion downstairs gradually died down.

Once it was completely quiet, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She opened the door. The corridor was silent.

rain pouring down, she wondered

why was she worried about

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of the

""Who's there?"

on her phone's flashlight and walked downstairs. She found someone around

"Sam?"

No response.

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