His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 514

Casper was really hoping to nudge Dillon up the corporate ladder a bit more. He had plans for Dillon to take charge of a branch of Welton International. But it was clear Dillon wasn’t on the same page.

“Made up your mind?” Casper asked.

Dillon nodded, “I’ve given it a lot of thought. Even if you hadn’t mentioned Africa, I’d probably have moved on in a year or two.”

“It’s good you have your own plans. You’re not a kid anymore. It’s time to start your own venture, find a nice girl, settle down, and start a family.”

He gave Dillon’s shoulder a firm pat. There was a mix of reluctance, sadness, and worry in his gesture.

Dillon felt a sting in his eyes and forced a weak smile, “Don’t worry, Mr. Casper. No matter where I end up, I won’t let you down.”

“I’m not worried.”

“Alright.”

Dillon headed back to Falconridge.

Casper lingered downstairs for a bit, then made his way upstairs, feeling a knot of anxiety in his chest. The door was slightly open, like it was waiting for him.

Suddenly unsure, he wondered how to explain the bar incident to Eliza so she'd believe him.

“Maybe we should go out for a nice dinner tonight,” he suggested, trying to plaster on a smile and act like everything was normal as he approached her.

Eliza glanced up from her phone, sarcasm in her voice, “Mr. Casper, didn’t get your fill at the bar?”

“Drinks... they don’t really fill you up.” He mentally flipped through all the fancy restaurants he knew of in Oak Falls. “How about some Western food? I haven’t tried that here yet.”

Eliza’s eyes drifted back to her phone, ignoring his suggestion.

He swallowed hard, moving closer with careful steps, and crouched down in front of her to explain, “Elle, about that report... it was all made up. I did go out for drinks, but I don’t know that woman.”

“Oh?” She gave him a sideways glance.

He nodded quickly, “Honestly, that photo was totally misleading. I don’t know her at all.”

Eliza set her phone down and looked at him with an air of amusement.

“So, you’re saying she wasn’t sitting on your lap or wrapping her arms around you?”

“Mrs. Welton…”

“I swear, nothing like this will ever happen again, okay?”

His pleas were met with silence.

Frustrated, he took off his glasses, rubbed his temples, and tossed them aside. In a swift move, he grabbed Eliza’s phone and tossed it too.

Before she could react, his lips were on hers.

Was force really his only tactic? She hated when he resorted to this.

“Gui… mm… you… get off.”

“I really didn’t do anything to betray you, it was truly an accident,” he mumbled against her lips, trying to explain.

Eliza pushed him away, eyes flashing with anger, “So, if another woman ended up in your bed, would you just roll with it too?”