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His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 562
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Chapter 562 In just a heartbeat, the snumber buzzed again on her phone. "Hello?" she answered, her voice a mix of curiosity and anxiety.

"Are you Casper's wife? You better hurry and bring the cash to free someone. Show up late, and they might not be all in one piece." The voice was cold and threatening, sending a shiver down her spine.

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She was completely bewildered. Just as she was about to ask questions, Caroline's familiar voice cut through the chaos from the other end, "Why are you calling her? Luke owes you the money, go after him. Why draginto this?" "Sis," Eliza's heart tightened, her grip on the phone becoming a vice. "Are you okay? What do they want?" Dillon, catching the tense exchange from Eliza's phone, felt his own anxiety spike, his brows knitting with concern. "What's going on?" "My sister's been kidnapped. They're demanding a ransom," Eliza said, her voice barely holding it together as she pleaded, "Please, don't hurt her. How much do you want?" "Letmake this clear, no tricks. Debts need paying, plain and simple. $300,000, and you've got two hours." The line went dead, leaving Eliza frozen in panic. The next moment, a text pinged with a location.

She was at a loss, her mind racing, "Should we call the police?" Having been through too many of these situations with Casper, Dillon knew calling the authorities was a recipe for disaster.

Caroline was in their hands, and as long as they were after money, they wouldn't harm her until they got it. "I'll handle this," he said, a steely resolve in his eyes.

"Dillon, if they want $300,000, just give it to them. We can't let anything happen to Caroline," Eliza's voice shook, laden with fear and worry.

Dillon nodded, "Trust me, I'll take care of it." Grabbing a black briefcase, Dillon headed to the spot where Caroline was being held.

The kidnappers, spotting Dillon alone, seemed satisfied, a smirk playing on the leader's face. "You're here with the cash, huh?" "Where is she?" Dillon asked, his demeanor calm and collected.

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The leader sauntered over, his gaze flicking from Dillon to the briefcase. "I need to see if you've really got the money." "Alright." Dillon stepped back, flipping open the briefcase. The neatly stacked bills gleamed under the light. The man nodded, signaling for his crew.

A woman, her head covered, was led out. As the cloth was lifted, Caroline blinked at the sudden light, then her eyes widened in disbelief. "Dillon?" Her voice was muffled, and she struggled against her restraints. "Let...go." "Letset the record straight," the man said, clearing his throat like he was trying to justify his actions. "Her fiancé owes us $200,000 from Hengrui, with interest, that's about $300,000. Luke said he gave all the money to this woman, told us to get it from her. Seems fair, right?" Dillon's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. He tossed the briefcase over, "Take the money and let her go." "Deal," the man said, scooping up

the briefcase and signaling his men to push Caroline towards Dillon h don't know who you are, but you've got guts. I'll take the $300,000, and we're square. Let's move out." QUMS The exchange was surprisingly uneventful-no fights, no shouting.

Dillon gently removed the ropes from Caroline's wrists and the cloth from e her mouth. Before he could ask if she was okay, she slapped him hard across the face.

"Why'd you pay them? You think you're loaded or something? That debt was Luke's, not mine. I've cut ties with him. Why should I pay his bills?"