His Destructive, Toxic Love

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."

Eliza managed a bitter smile. "If that's the case, I have a request."

His brow furrowed, and he snapped, "You want to take advantage of this? What right do you have to make demands? Eliza, I'm warning you, don't mess with me right now."

"Release Robin immediately. You promised me."

Her request wasn't unreasonable, just more urgent. She didn't know if she'd survive the blood draw.

Casper paced, hands on his hips,

gritting his teeth before finally

agreeing. "Fine, I'll have some net

release Robin right away, but don't try anything funny."

"I'm under your control. What could I possibly do? She called Chelsea,

instructing her to go to Mercy Hospital. "Casper, Chelsea is on her way to the hospital. Once she gets

Rgo in with you for the blood

draw."

The muscles in Casper's face twitched. The light cast a sinister shadow on his profile.

"Release him," he ordered, finally making the call.

After Chelsea picked up Robin and called Eliza back, she weakly acknowledged and hung up.

A nurse came to escort Eliza for the blood draw. She followed silently.

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.