His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 544

"Not keen on going, huh?" Juan mused, thinking the party was just about singing, dancing, and unwinding. "You not showing up wouldn't sit right, especially since you're the only one with a gold award."

"Just tell them I've gone back home," she said, clearly not in the mood.

Juan scooted a little closer, "I've heard that estate is stunning, with unique architecture. It'd be quite an experience."

Eliza gave Juan a sideways glance, speechless. After all, he'd lived abroad for years and was a top exec. How could he act so... pedestrian? Or maybe he had his own agenda.

"So, you're eager to go because…" Eliza pointed a finger at him, as if she'd cracked his code.

He chuckled, holding her fingertip, "See, Eliza, you're sharp. Our company’s hit a creative wall, and I really want to break through. That estate, from any angle, could spark some inspiration."

Juan did have his motives. But he genuinely wanted Eliza to have a break too.

He tried another angle, "That's not the main thing. The party's host is the big shot behind the awards. Your prize money came straight from him. Being the only gold winner and skipping out… might come off a bit rude, right?"

Juan had a point. Skipping would be awkward. But with her heading home tomorrow and socializing tonight... it was a drag.

"Fine, I'll go. Happy now?" She huffed, clearly annoyed.

Juan clapped, thrilled, "I hear the wine's top-notch."

"No need."

He never intended to. Eliza could find happiness with anyone else. Why drag her into a life with someone caught between life and shadow?

At the party, the vibe was laid-back. The committee chair showed up and had a warm chat with Eliza. People mingled, sipped wine, until the enigmatic sponsor appeared, quieting the crowd.

Eliza looked up. Tall, dressed in black, with a black cloak and a striking silver mask. His entourage wore matching masks. He sat regally, like he ruled the world, holding destinies in his grasp. Beneath his authority was an intense, suffocating aura.

Everyone in masks? Was it for mystery, or something else? She couldn't quite grasp the whims of wealth. But his look was undeniably intimidating.