Chapter 116
Was this really the same Casper he knew?
“That’s ridiculous.” Casper was becoming more and more of a stranger to Aaron. “Have you never once doubted Nova?”
Casper’s swing froze mid–air, but then he laughed. “You think Nova set her own house on fire, blinded herself, and broke her own leg?”
Logically, it didn’t add up.
If it made no sense for Nova, did it somehow make more sense for Eliza to have convinced someone else to start the fire?
Whether it made sense or not, it was all up to Casper’s whims.
“It seems you trust Nova way more than Eliza,” Aaron said, a hint of self–mockery in his voice. “Sure, she’s your crush. Of course, you’d believe her. But you need to have a sense of right and wrong.”
Casper didn’t respond, hitting another ball. “Dr. Martin, are you here to give me a morality lecture?”
“I’m in no position to lecture you on morals. Just a friendly reminder: some actions can’t be undone. Think it over.”
Aaron didn’t linger.
After he left, Casper furiously snapped his expensive golf club. Panting, he took out his phone and dialed a number. “Dillon, get back from Seaville right now. I have an urgent task for you.”
Casper held the phone as Aaron’s words echoed in his mind, “Have you never once doubted Nova?”
Should he be doubting her?
A few days later, Dillon handed over his investigation findings to Casper.
“Mr. Casper, the arsonist, known as ‘Ironhead, is a gambler. He definitely received a transfer of a hundred thousand dollars and instructions to start the fire.”
Unfortunately, the WhatsApp account was deactivated after the incident.
“Mr. Casper, I also checked your wife’s call and chat logs. There’s no contact with this ‘Ironhead. I suspect the account was a fake.”
Casper accepted this theory, but who could prove it wasn’t Eliza pretending to be someone else?
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Chapter 116
“Hand these documents over to the lawyer.”
“Understood, I’ll get on it right away.”
A week later, Casper reappeared in the police station’s visiting room.
Eliza looked quite slim. She had lost a significant amount of weight. The conditions there were harsh, with just one meal a day–bread and boiled vegetables.
She could tolerate all that. What was unbearable was the constant lighting at night. She already had trouble sleeping, and after ten days, she had barely slept at all.
She felt like she was on the brink of death.
“Looks like you’re not doing too well in here,” he said coolly, with a touch of sarcasm. “If you want out, I can bail you.”
“No thank you.” Her eyes were dull and lifeless.
“Do you have no regrets?”
Eliza didn’t feel there was anything to regret. She did hope the fire could kill Nova though.
“If Nova were dead, I’d have even fewer regrets”
“You…” He grabbed her neck, his face darkening, “How can you be so cruel?”
She glared at him.
His grip tightened. When her face began to change color, he slowly released her. “I’ll settle this score with you later.”
Casper had someone process the paperwork. Eliza was released on bail. On the way home, she didn’t say a word.
“Not even a thank you for bailing you out?” he asked, his voice soft but intense as he kept his eyes on her.
