His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 471

forgiven," he mused, "others send you straight to hell."

Susan thought she was summoned to explain herself, but as he gently lifted her chin with his slender fingers and scrutinized her face, which bore a striking resemblance to Eliza's, it became clear that explanations were the least of his concerns. "Some mistakes can be "Casper, Eliza isn't dead, and I haven't caused a major disaster. Please, let me go, and I'll be grateful for the rest of my life," Susan pleaded, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably, fragile as a jasmine swaying in the wind.

"Crocodile tears don't earn sympathy," he said, dismissing her with a flick of his fingers, his gaze returning to the five bottles on the table. "Pick one to start."

"I don't want to," Susan stammered, trying to flee.

Dillon was quick to act, pinning her down to the table, "Ms. Susan, will you do the honors, or shall I assist you?"

"Please, let me go, Casper..." Susan was terrified.

Each bottle promised agony; to consume all five was unthinkable.

Torres family; he'd do it if you let me call him now," Susan's eyes trembled with fear and desperation, bloodshot from terror and evasion. But

to be mistaken. How could you be Mr. Ronan's only daughter?" Dillon pulled out his phone, showing her a photo of a family of four, "Doesn't he have two

dilated

had

did that make her

Betrayal or exploitation?

How could he betray my mother, why..." Susan's voice broke as she struggled like a caged animal, Dillon barely holding her down, "Ms. Susan, to Ronan, you were merely a pawn for an alliance. If a pawn

of despair escaped Susan.

was not the cherished jewel but a sacrificial piece of the Torres family, informed on her twentieth birthday of her arranged marriage with the

fallen for Casper at first sight, visiting the Welton family,

aimed

one stood by

pawn? Now, she was nothing but a discarded