His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

"I... I didn't do anything. She lost her balance and hurt herself," the man stammered, his face stiff with effort. His voice, however, betrayed him, filled with a helplessness that suggested even he didn't believe his own excuse. "Is that so?" The icy words cut through the air, his eyes lifting slowly, dark and menacing. "Then, did your car crash itself too?"

"No, no! Are all you rich folks this unreasonable?" The man's voice was tinged with frustration.

"You were the one being unreasonable first." The man's voice was cold and disdainful. "So, do you want to play fair or not?"

The man's eyes flickered nervously. He knew he couldn't outmaneuver the wealthy by being unreasonable. A minor injury; he could pay for that.

"Look, she got hurt, I'll compensate. But you have to pay for my car too."

Casper's lips curled into a small smile. "I can get you a new one, no big deal."

The man patted the old sedan beside him as if it were a precious artifact, his eyes glinting with greed.

was worth twenty grand when I bought

Casper swiped a finger across his phone screen, transferring the twenty thousand in

call from Casper, Dillon and several men

the man's astonished gaze, they began to systematically destroy his "twenty grand treasure." Hammers fell, shattering windows and peeling off paint, as if the car were undergoing an apocalyptic beating. The man stood there, his eyes vacant, watching his "treasure" disintegrate,

prepared to take the money and leave. But just as he was about to step away, Casper's voice sliced- through the air like a blade. "Hold 'on. I've paid for

nervousness. He figured the woman's scratch

I'll transfer it."

cold amusement. "Five hundred?" he scoffed. "Are you trying to fob me off?" Casper

nodded, pulling out

buttons. "Compensation for shock emotional distress, lost earnings, medical bills, convalescent