His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 639 Casper sauntered over. Eliza slipped out of bed, grabbed her bathrobe, and headed into the bathroom.

"Hey, Eliza, why'd you bring Casper along for work? That guy, if he spots you with some young stud, he'll flip, you know?"

"No offense, but with someone like Casper..."

The guy on the other end was still complaining when Casper snatched the phone.

"Someone like me, huh? What's that supposed to mean?"

His voice was low, deep, and icy, sending a chill down Juan's spine through the phone.

What the heck is going on? Why's Casper answering?

"Hey there, Mr. Casper, long time no see! I was just telling Eliza we should grab a meal together

sometime. When are you free? My treat, just a little hospitality."

Juan's voice instantly turned slick and sweet, laced with a hint of insincerity and nervousness.

"Juan, your tone wasn't

must've misheard," Juan said, nervously rubbing his neck, "I was just saying, for a

business trip, you're a top-notch husband,

Juan, that wasn't

won't keep you any longer.

Casper set Eliza's phone aside and headed

kitchen was compact but well-equipped-gas stove, fridge, utensils, the whole shebang. The fridge had some basic stuff like bread and sausages, the usual quick

supermarket, picked up some groceries, and returned to the hotel, all set to whip up something

lift a finger in the

expertly, marinating it just right. By the time Eliza emerged from her

slip underneath. It just barely covered her hips. Her long,

you up to? How did you end up covered

tiptoed over to Casper,

lightly tapping her nose, "Why can't you get into the habit of wearing shoes?

sounded like a

her gently. Her small hands wrapped around his neck, "Mr. Casper, what delicious treat are you making for me

"How about beef noodles?"