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.

suddenly laughed,

shouldn't joke about stuff like that. I take things seriously, you

drifted back to the silver mask the man was wearing. "Juan, why's he

kind of dough, he's probably pushing at least fifty,"

Eliza nodded, her interest shifting to the little pastries in front of her. "Should we head back soon? It's

and sneak a peek at the mansion. I heard the original

was itching

in without the owner's okay? That was a big no-no. The owner didn't exactly seem like a chill dude, and risking it all for a bit of nosiness

it, curiosity killed the cat," she

look-see, we're

wouldn't be too uptight about it. They lingered at the event a while longer before Juan, always the adventurer, pulled Eliza out with

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

down in a chair. "You go ahead, I'll hang

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

off. Eliza opened her mouth to suggest

mansion had an

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