His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 332

"No worries, we can start over," Carlos said, extending his right hand.

Casper glanced at the outstretched hand and then quickly pulled back. "No need," he replied.

Carlos was taken aback. Hearing the so-called mute speak was a surprise. His eyes lit up with a mix of shock and curiosity, locking onto Casper's handsome face. This guy seemed not just capable of talking now, but his whole demeanor had shifted. "You can talk? Have you... come to your senses, too?" Carlos asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Casper's brows knitted together. When had he ever been unable to speak? When had he ever become mentally challenged?

Carlos felt a surge of luck. "What's your name?" he inquired, stepping closer to Casper.

But Casper's wary eyes only grew more defensive. He backed away, "Do you need something?"

"Maybe we could be friends," Carlos suggested, trying to sound genuine.

not interested in making friends," Casper retorted, slamming the door in

touched his slightly bruised nose, a grin spreading across his face

had no clue how he

been trying to piece everything together, but the memories evaded him. His life was now filled with strangers-some kind, some malicious, and some

front door ajar and a crowd of people gathered around.

you all? What

crowd. Eliza's breath caught in her

he

Casper," Dillon said, his voice calm and

memory? But Casper still looked at

Casper called me

him, leaning slightly forward. His face barely contain his excitement. "Thank God, M Casper is alive. He asked me to invite

process at once. She gripped Brock's hand tighter, slowly making her way toward Casper, surrounded by black-suited figures. Her eyes