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His Destructive, Toxic Love novel Chapter 73

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Jeffrey's condition took a turn for the worse and he was rushed to the hospital once again. The doctor issued a critical condition notice.

The Welton family gathered yet again, with Aaron and Zach also present.

“I’m going in to see Grandpa,” Casper said, making his way to the ward.

Jeffrey lay there, looking frail and worn. At ninety, with his body ravaged by illness, he longed for release more than anyone.

“Casper,” he called weakly, gesturing for his grandson to come closer.

Casper stepped forward, taking Jeffrey's hand. “Grandpa, don’t worry, I’ll do everything I can to save you.”

Jeffery shook his head. “No need to save me.”

“No, I will save you, no matter what it takes,” Casper insisted, his eyes stinging with unshed tears. “I can’t lose you.”

“Listen, Casper, when I’m gone, you’ll take over Welton International. It mustn’t fall into outsiders' hands. That illegitimate child, initially…” Jeffrey coughed, struggling to breathe, “…initially, I wanted to acknowledge him, but your father, he’s a mess too… cough, cough.”

“Grandpa, let’s not talk about this now. You should rest. I’ll arrange for the blood immediately.”

“Grandson… Casper…” Jeffrey coughed violently.

Casper bolted out of the ward.

Tristan, noticing his son’s expression, asked, “Is your grandpa… not going to make it?”

“That’s for me to decide.” Casper’s eyes darted around the room until they landed on the quietly standing woman. He rushed over, grabbing her arm. “Come with me for a blood draw.”

“Let me go, Casper,” Eliza protested, stumbling. “Let me go.”

He dragged her to the blood draw room, leaning in close. “Grandpa’s on the brink. You need to give him your blood.”

“Casper,” she said, despair in her eyes, her body growing cold. “If I give my blood, I’ll die.”

His dark eyes clouded over with an unreadable emotion. “Grandpa… can’t wait.”

Holding a form, the doctor asked Casper, “Mr. Casper, how much blood?”

“All of it.”

His cold voice, from behind Eliza, sent chills down her spine.

All of it?

Her body trembled violently.

Aaron stared at Casper in disbelief. “That will kill her!”

“As long as it saves Grandpa.”

Aaron couldn’t fathom how Casper could say something so heartless.

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