His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 335

Eliza couldn't help but laugh at his behavior, a mix of amusement and disbelief coloring her reaction.

Did Casper really think she was arguing with his girlfriend over money?

"If that's the case, then I absolutely must have that slice of cake today," she declared, her voice firm and unwavering, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Do you think the money's not enough?" Casper sneered, contempt curling his lips as he tossed all the cash from his wallet at Eliza. "So, Ms. Valerie, you're that greedy for money. I must have misjudged you."

Eliza stood there quietly, letting the bills fall around her, a chilly smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

Watching the money scattered at her feet, Eliza laughed. Casper was still Casper-always ready to charge into battle for others, yet always ending up standing up against her.

"Come on, I've given you so much money; you can at least give me the cake now, right? Besides, I've already paid for it," the woman said as she approached the counter, extending her pale hand. "Give me the cake, please." The server had never encountered such a situation before. To give or not to give?

"Miss, how about I check with another store to see if they have any matcha mousse left, and I can bring one over? This way, no one needs to argue and ruin the peace."

server hurriedly

he spoke sharply, "What's the meaning of this, Mr. Casper? Why are you flaunting your money around like this? Are you trying to humiliate us?" "And you are?" Casper's gaze swept over David as if he were sizing up a

confusion rising within him. Was Casper pretending not to recognize

"You..."

finding himself at a loss for

moussex cake in hand. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he carefully handed

of matcha mousse, one for each

eased. Casper and the woman left with their cake

face was full of

questions. "Why would Casper pretend not to know me? And

if you were a

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lost his memory and doesn't remember me," Eliza explained. It seemed Casper didn't remember David either.

be from that

accident had shaken the entire town of Falconridge, dominating the local news for days as if it were the soundtrack

"David, take the cake to Amaya for me. I'll head back to