His Destructive, Toxic Love

"In truth, the sale of this property has been on the table for more than a day or two. If it's suitable, three days should be enough to consider," he offered her a graceful exit. Eliza nodded gratefully. "Yeah, okay."

"You've really transformed into a powerhouse, nothing like the little Eliza I used to know." David handed her a glass of juice, admiration shining in his eyes.

Eliza felt a pang of guilt. She wouldn't have to wear her ambition so openly if it weren't for that million dollars she needed.

"I'm not some powerhouse. Life has just pushed me to be this way."

"I've heard about what your family has gone through these past few years."

He had discreetly gathered information, always quietly keeping tabs from the shadows. He wouldn't have reached out if there hadn't been a better opportunity. Running into her today was a surprise. Eliza's lips curved slightly, not wanting to delve further. "I should head back then. Think it over."

"Alright, let me walk you out."

David walked Eliza to the door. After a few pleasantries, she lifted the hem of her dress and headed toward Casper's car.

As the car door closed, Casper's lazy gaze finally settled on Eliza, "So, how did it go with your old flame?"

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"Exactly." His fingers interlocked in front of him, a mocking smile on his lips. "Did you bring any good news?"

"He said he'd consider it and promised an answer within three days."

"So, he hasn't agreed to sell the property to us yet." Casper shook his head in disappointment. "Looks like you won't be getting that million after all."

Eliza's eyes narrowed. "He said he'd consider the offer. If Welton International meets his expectations, he'll sell."

"I thought seeing you might get him so excited he'd forget about the money." Casper sneered.

Eliza's brows furrowed in mock

disdain, "Who do you think Iamet

Just a pawn, a tool, not even worth mentioning. You weigh the pros and cons, and so do others."

"Drive." Casper motioned with a flick of his finger.

The car slowly started, heading toward Falconridge Avenue.

Eliza's phone pinged. It was a message from David, quoting the property at 1.3 billion. A standard price.

"David says 1.3 billion will seal the deal."

Casper had just closed his eyes but

lllom a sliver. "He even gave

a friendly discount. It seems this man still holds a torch for you."

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"What do you think, Mr. Casper?"

"We can discuss the contract."

Since that was settled, Eliza hoped to receive the promised payment. "When will my million be deposited?"

"When did I promise you a million?" Casper frowned.

"On the way here, you clearly said..

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fingers, dismayed at his

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"I only said I'd consider it. I never agreed."

A playful smile lingered on his lips as if laughing at Eliza's naivety.

"So, you don't plan to give me the money, do you?" She stared at him intently, her lips tightly pressed.

Casper laughed leisurely, still enjoying the moment. "Depends on my mood."

"Fine, then I'll tell David right now that Welton International is backing out of buying the property." Eliza picked up her phone to type, but Casper snatched it away and casually tossed it to Faithe.