His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 361

Eliza's heart raced as she clasped her head in shock. What on earth was happening? Where had these thugs come from?

A familiar voice cut through the chaos, "Mr. Evan, why are you messing with Mr. Casper's turf? Do you have a death wish?"

Dillon? It couldn't be. Trembling, Eliza looked over. Not just Dillon, but Casper too-the same Casper who had just knocked someone out cold. The two of them...

"Which hand touched her?" Casper's voice was as icy as a winter's night. With an air of nonchalance, he pulled out a cigarette, flicked his finger, and it landed precisely between his lips. He lit it with a flick of his lighter, taking a deep drag as the smoke curled around him.

Evan's face turned ghostly pale, the chill from Casper's gaze seeping into his bones, making his back stiffen. He knew who Casper was the rumored devil who'd cheated death, the ruthless lord of Falconridge. Casper's cruelty was legendary.

"Please, Mr. Casper, I swear I didn't mean any harm. I had no idea Ms. Valerie was with you... Please, show mercy. I promise it won't happen again."

Evan's voice shook as sweat dripped down his face, his fear palpable. Casper didn't say a word, just gave Evan a cold, disdainful look before turning to Dillon, "Hold him down."

Dillon didn't hesitate, grabbing Evan's hand from Eliza's shoulder and slamming it onto the table. Evan screamed in terror.

I know I was wrong. Please, don't

in fear. But Casper had no mercy for people like him. He was always ruthless. "Mr. Evan, make sure you

steel pierced his hand. The move was swift and merciless, with no room for

splattering

blossoming crosol

poppies.

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unable to bear the sight. Evan's screams of agony echoed in

Se only intensified his

futile

suffering.

remember this: overstep again, and it won't be

wrist and led her out of the room, stumbling

face.