Chapter 593

Minna had a personality that was all about having her cake and eating it too. She wanted it all, and there was no room for compromise.

"In my world, Eliza, it's simple-there are no multiple-choice questions. Don't try to play mind games with me."

"Ms. Minna, you've got it wrong. I just noticed how you light up at the mention of cats, and I felt a bit sorry for you. If you're not interested in a one-of-a-kind portrait of Whiskers by Mona, just forget I mentioned it," Eliza said with a mock sigh. "Seems like you don't love your Whiskers as much as I thought."

Minna couldn't figure out if Eliza was being genuine or just playing her.

Whether Casper got released or not was up to her, and she wasn't scared of what might happen.

"I might let you see Casper," Minna conceded, laying out her terms. "But I need Mona's painting."

"Deal," Eliza agreed without hesitation.

Minna took the lead, guiding Eliza down to what could only be described as a dungeon.

As the door creaked open, a chill swept in, and just as Eliza was about to step inside, a guard stopped her. Minna glanced at her watch, "You've

Minna

this might seem like a golden opportunity. But for someone like Casper, who was accustomed to running the show, being controlled by

laid eyes on

ached at the sight of Eliza. "What are you doing

his face and body covered in blood. "Why is she

expected Minna's sudden outburst that left him battered. But they were just flesh wounds,

pulled her into a tight embrace, concern in his voice, "Did Minna bring you

gently inspecting his injuries. "She wants me to convince you to team up with her. Does she really want to

en

so much, "What matters is, whatever

after a year to be under such circumstances. She held him

her hands, her heart clenched, tears threatening to spill, "To keep you safe, I'll let you do things

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