Chapter 545

After everyone exchanged polite hellos, the mood was pretty laid-back. Eliza and Juan were off to the side, chatting away. "Do you have any idea who the mystery bigwig bankrolling this shindig is?" Eliza asked. "I've heard it's someone loaded," Juan replied, with that air of mystery.

Eliza rolled her eyes. That was about as helpful as a screen door on a submarine. "I mean, who is he really?"

"How would I know? It's my first time here too."

Eliza couldn't shake the feeling she'd seen those eyes somewhere before. But where?

"Juan, don't you think his eyes look a lot like... Casper's?"

Juan paused, taking a moment to peek over. "Now that you mention it, there's definitely a resemblance."

"So, do you think it could be Casper?"

Juan was dumbfounded. Was she losing it? Casper was supposed to be dead.

"Don't be like that," he said, a chill creeping down his spine.

laughed,

joke about stuff like

back to the silver mask the man was wearing. "Juan, why's he wearing a mask anyway? How old do you think he

dough, he's probably pushing at least fifty," Juan

Eliza nodded, her interest shifting to the little pastries in front of her. "Should we head

original owner was some noble who had a fling with a princess and got his head

he was

okay? That was a big no-no. The owner didn't exactly seem like a chill dude, and risking it

killed the cat," she

a quick look-see,

lingered at the event a while longer before Juan, always the adventurer, pulled Eliza out

the mansion's design, inspecting every nook and cranny with care. "Come on, let's check out upstairs," he

feeling it, plopping herself down in a chair. "You go ahead, I'll

and they say some of the original design and antiques are still around. I'm gonna

was off. Eliza opened her mouth to suggest he get permission, but he was already out of

had

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