His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 592

"What are you talking about?" Eliza felt a knot tighten in her chest.

Minna shrugged it off with a dismissive grin. "It means that was just a little slap on the wrist. Next time you cross me, you might not live to regret it."

"Minna, what gives you the right to decide his fate? He doesn't belong to you. You kidnapped him and have him locked up here, which is illegal. And now you're pushing your luck even further?"

Eliza was livid, yanking fiercely against the ropes binding her hands.

"Pushing my luck?" Minna's smile was smug, "I've got a peculiar taste. I'm drawn to things others can't have, like multicolored diamonds, a painter's final masterpiece, rare treasures, and even... people. If they catch my eye, I want them. I'm after the world's one-of-a- kinds."

It was clear as day. Minna was used to getting her way.

And Casper, unfortunately, had the bad luck to cross her path.

"So, Ms. Minna fancies herself a collector," Eliza quipped, her tone light yet tinged with sarcasm.

Minna merely shrugged, unfazed. She stood and strolled over to Eliza, "Not often someone calls me a collector. Come on, Ms. Eliza, let me show you my treasures. It'll open your eyes."

Eliza wasn't keen on seeing her collection.

But she had no say in the matter.

into a

a treasure trove than a

were limited edition handbags, crowns that had graced queens,

then there were elegant paintings, delicate

Eliza had never laid eyes on

was shocked to spot

her genuinely

becomes valuable only after the artist's

a pretty penny now, it wasn't

Minna, "It's just a cat. Why the big

"You like

I

This cat looks

Seeing this painting,

think of my

wno

of sadness crossed Minna's face, as if she was lost in

cat

just have an artist paint your

Her cats aren't like anyone else's. If she'd paint one