His gaze swept over her face with detachment. It wasn't a warm look, but it wasn't exactly cold either—it was tinged with a crisp chill. He walked away, leaving Eliza standing alone, watching him disappear, a swirl of complex emotions rising within her. This distant Casper was all too familiar to her. For some reason, a wave of anxiety hit her.
Just as Dillon was about to leave, she suddenly called out, "Dillon, wait a sec."
"Ms. Valerie, is something the matter?" Dillon turned around, his eyes maintaining a polite distance.
"Is he... upset?" she hesitated, searching for the right words.
"Mr. Casper is fine," Dillon replied with a polite nod, his tone neutral.
Watching Dillon and Casper leave, Eliza felt a tightness in her chest. Had she offended Casper? His expression had been grim, and his look almost predatory. She was distracted all day.
After work, as the office lights dimmed, she sat alone, staring blankly out the window, her mind a chaotic jumble of thoughts. Casper's moods were unpredictable. Would he come home tonight and suddenly erupt in inexplicable anger?
"It's been a while."
Startled, she looked up to see a handsome face, reminiscent of a young man. Zach?
Her eyes flickered with surprise and detachment. "Mr. Zach?"
"I heard you were still alive. Had a hard time believing it..." Zach's face bore a smile that seemed friendly but was laced with insincerity. He scrutinized Eliza from head to toe. "I didn't expect you to be doing quite well."
Eliza glanced at him coolly, a cold smirk playing on her lips. "Disappointed to see me thriving?"
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