His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 342

"She can actually call the cops on me? She's not that type of person."

"So, you know who she is, then?" Caroline leaned in with a teasing grin. "Who is she?"

"Would you even know her if I told you?" Casper clearly didn't want to discuss it with Caroline. Annoyed, he closed his eyes. "You should head back. Let Dillon stay with me."

"Alright, get some rest."

She was getting bored here anyway.

After Caroline left, Casper sat up in bed. His eyes locked onto Dillon, who was standing respectfully nearby.

"Do you have Valerie's contact info? Like, her cell number?"

Dillon looked a bit surprised, cautiously replying, "Mr. Casper, you want Ms. Valerie's contact info... is there something you need?"

"Don't play dumb."

Dillon: ...

Completely baffled, "Mr. Casper, I honestly don't know."

"I slept with her, shouldn't I take responsibility?" Casper looked at his assistant as if he were an idiot. "What, when you sleep with women, it doesn't mean anything?"

"Mr. Casper, I don't just sleep around with women."

Dillon hurriedly waved his hands, indicating his chastity.

"If she doesn't want to marry me, then give her money."

He had discussed this with Valerie before. She was probably too angry to name a price. After thinking it over, he decided to let Dillon handle it.

Dillon knew this was a tough conversation. But since Casper asked him to discuss it, he had to bring back some results.

"Ms. Valerie, is there really no chance for you and Mr. Casper?" He thought about how desperately Casper had once fought for her. "Part of the reason Mr. Casper ended up like this was to save you. He truly loves you, he knows he was wrong. Just give him a chance, will you?"

Part of the reason was indeed Eliza, and she accepted that. But she couldn't agree that he loved her. His feelings were more about compensation than love. Love seeps through the little things, the subtle details.

"Dillon, I've lived with Casper long enough to know him. He might love someone, but it would never be me. Between us..." she gently shook her head, "...being strangers is more suitable."

"What about considering your son? He needs a father, and that's an undeniable fact."

Dillon hoped she would consider Brock's sake and try to get along with the amnesiac Casper. But Eliza still firmly refused.

"Dillon, stop it."

"Ms. Valerie, please, just consider it a bit more?"