His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 358

The car pulled up to Eliza's place. She got out, holding an umbrella over Brock, and turned to the man in the driver's seat, "Hand over the car keys."

"If I give you the keys, how am I supposed to get back?" He couldn't believe she expected him to walk in the rain to find a taxi. "Could you show a little compassion, Ms. Valerie?"

"If you take the car, what am I supposed to drive tomorrow?" She stretched her hand out again, "Give them to me."

Casper had no choice but to hand over the keys to Eliza.

After getting out of the car, he tried to share Eliza's umbrella, but she turned and walked away.

Casper: ...

She wouldn't let him drive, nor share her umbrella. Was she seriously going to let him get soaked?

Once home, Eliza, still anxious about Brock's situation, immediately called the preschool teacher. David listened in from a respectful distance.

The conversation sounded unpleasant, and Eliza angrily hung up the phone.

"What happened?" he asked.

preschool who keeps calling Brock a child without a

"...she said the child's father is some

having wealthy parents give kids the right to misbehave and bully others from

with sorrow as she looked

in Oak Falls, so he suggested bringing Brock back to Falconridge, "Small towns are like that, full of snobbery and fear of trouble. Instead of letting Brock suffer here, it might

was identical to Casper's. But her job was in Oak Falls, and

about

worst, she could move Brock to another preschool. The teaching quality might be

decided to deal with the preschool issue first. During breakfast,

got up

"And you are...?"

must be Brock's mom.

been saying and doing some hurtful things to Brock at preschool, and I'm really sorry about that. I came here specifically to

man's face was filled with a remorseful smile as he bowed slightly, "Don't worry, I've already spoken to the child and even arranged for

He bowed deeply.

was stunned. Yesterday, the preschool teacher had seemed so conflicted over the phone, saying this family was not to be trifled with. How had things changed

Eliza: ...

Something clicked