His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 630 Eliza's face was as dark as a stormy night, her eyes full of hostility. Fiona froze, her attempt at confrontation feeling as if she'd punched a pillow. She had expected to rile Eliza up, even prepared herself to throw in some taunts. But now, the tables had turned, and she was the one left feeling foolish. "Well, you've been around the block. Figure it out yourself," Fiona muttered, deflated. She slung her purse over her shoulder, clicked into her high heels, and made a swift exit from Eliza's office before any real fireworks could start.

The buzz around Casper's scandal eventually died down. The internet returned to its usual calm, and the stock price of Welton International held steady at the day's close. Casper sat in the CEO's office, massaging his temples, his gaze tired as he stared out the expansive window.

Dillon approached with a steaming cup of coffee, offering it to him. "Mr. Casper, it's all settled now. What's the next move?"

"Did you dig up Fiona's past like I asked?"

Dillon nodded, handing over a folder brimming with details about Fiona. "Word is, the kid isn't Rory's." Casper sifted through the documents, his expression growing darker by the second. She had the nerve to use his feelings for Rory to deceive him. Profiting off someone who had passed-it was beyond him. "What was she thinking? How could someone be so cruel?"

to be rock solid. If there's any mistake..." Casper trailed off,

to Golden Ridge tomorrow. I'll check out Fiona's ties

Casper needed this evidence.

his wife wouldn't be easy without t. Dillon had heard about the jewelry company on the thirteenth floor making waves and was curious to see it himself. "Mr. Casper, I heard your wife's company snagged the official sponsorship of the Paris Film Festival. Big stars

considered an outsider. Meeting Eliza felt a's impossible as reaching the stars. He hadn't expected her to move so swiftly-her company was just finding its footing, and already she was expanding overseas.

better; winning her back is

up plenty. Without facing some challenges, it wouldn't be

narrowed, and he playfully punched Dillon's chest. "Are you

replied, trying to stifle his smile and sound serious. "I'm just saying you've got your work cut