His Destructive, Toxic Love

Caleb wiped the sweat from his brow, chuckling awkwardly, "No need to thank me. Just as long as he doesn't come after me later, I'll be forever grateful." Eliza laughed softly and ended the call.

With her phone in hand, she mulled over how to convince Casper to get the help he needed. He was feeling pretty fragile and took any slight to heart. She had to come up with a solid plan.

That evening, Eliza carefully applied her makeup. She slipped into a delicate spaghetti-strap dress that highlighted her graceful figure with an undeniable allure. As she ran the curling iron through her hair again and again, a man passing by her room couldn't help but stop and glance in.

Just then, her phone rang.

Eliza hit the speakerphone button. "Hello?"All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"Eliza, the blond, blue-eyed guys I picked for you today are all rocking not just six-packs, but eight-packs. They could probably crack open a watermelon-or a durian-without breaking a sweat. Hurry up, don't dilly-dally," came Juan's voice from the other end. Eliza leisurely put down the curling iron, "Are they really that impressive?"

"Of course. I handpicked them myself. But remember, quality comes at a price, so don't be stingy."

Eliza raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "With all the money Casper gave me, why would I worry about spending a little? If they keep me happy, I'll tip them well."

The man standing at the door looked like he'd just bit into a lemon. Had he heard right? Was she really spending his money on male models?

Eliza stood up, giving her sultry curls a playful toss. She picked up her perfume bottle, spritzed it into the air, and twirled in the fragrant mist. Casper's frown only deepened. Eliza grabbed a sparkling handbag and headed out. As she walked past Casper, she acted as if he was invisible and brushed by him.

Casper couldn't help but call after her, "Why are you dressed like that? Where are you going?"

"Out to have some fun, where else?" Eliza replied, not breaking her stride as she headed downstairs.

Casper followed her down, "Fun? You just had a baby, and you're still nursing. How can you-"

"Who says nursing moms can't have fun?" She kicked off her slippers and

slipped into a pair of three-inchand

heels, "Besides, I've got plenty of money..."

She turned to face Casper, flashing him a teasing smile while waving the credit card in her hand, "...courtesy of my ex-husband."

Eliza left the manor under Casper's puzzled and slightly annoyed gaze. Soon, she slipped into an unassuming sedan.

Once they were on the road, she took a deep breath. She had to admit, she was a bit jittery back there, her heart pounding like crazy.

The man driving chuckled at her socialite getup, "You went out like this, and Casper only asked a few questions?"

"He asked, but he didn't react much." She knew she still needed to push him a bit more. Casper was naturally possessive and got jealous easily

Out of sight, he might pretend not to see, but in front of him? No chance.

"Let's head to Bella Nightclub," Eliza instructed.

Juan hadn't expected her to be serious, "Really going?"

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"Of course. I left my business card on the table, Casper goes to Bella and can't find me, my whole plan will be a wash." Eliza urged Juan, "Find male models who are less good-looking than him. Get a few more, just to drive him crazy."

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