Heaven or Hell: Loving My Twisted Billionaire novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

writer has their price. I said with a light laugh, then immediately regretted my choice of words. “I mean, every

serves the right project.”

Ivy smiled thinly. Of course. Well, enjoy the party, Ms. Lancaster.”

As she glided away, I signaled to one of the security personnel Finn had insisted accompany me. “I need to find Eliza. Can you help me locate her?”

The party was in full swing, with guests laughing and dancing under the dazzling lights. After twenty minutes of searching through crowded rooms, I finally spotted a solitary figure on the terrace.

Eliza Morgan stood alone in a corner of the balcony, gazing out at the manicured gardens below. She was smaller than I’d expected, with short dark hair and a thoughtful expression that matched the intelligent prose of her novels.

“Excuse me,” I said softly as I approached. “Are you Eliza Morgan?”

She turned, her eyes immediately wary. “Yes. And you are?”

“Hannah Lancaster. I’m a huge fan of work.”

your

“Thank you.” Her voice was cool, assessing. “How did you know who I was?”

I’ve seen your author photos,” I admitted. “But I’m actually here in a professional capacity. I represent Sterling

Entertainment.”

Her posture stiffened noticeably. “I see. I believe I already declined your company’s offer through my agent.”

“You did,” I acknowledged. “But I was hoping we could discuss it in person. We’re developing an S+ grade project that would be perfect for The Veil Between. We’re prepared to offer full creative control and-”

I’m not interested in having my work twisted into something unrecognizable for mass consumption,” she interrupted, her

tone firm but not unkind.

That’s exactly what we want to avoid,” I pressed. “Your voice is what makes the series special. I’ve read every book twice- the parallel dimensions, the way you blend horror with emotional depth… it’s extraordinary.”

Something in her expression softened slightly. “You’ve actually read them?”

All five books, I confirmed. “The scene in book three where Marlowe finds her childhood home in the mirror dimension

still haunts me.

and to comeides this carefully, Perhaps we can continue this conversation ates:

stepping away we another purst approached me asking about my connection to the Hawkins Tanmiany

ted red from the conversation, Eliza had vanished from the terrace.

Stewed atound me, but my focus remained on finding Eliza again. After an hour of searching with no sat

So Seel supercany. It seemed strange that she wenald leave withunan saying godtrye especially alter our conversa

outs a potentially positive note,

me.” I stopped one of my security escorts. “Could you please help me find Eliza? The author I was speaking with

The security team dispersed throughout the mansion, checking each room systematically. Twenty minutes later, they

setiarried the tby one each shaking their hea樣,

“Ma am, one of them said quietly, it appears Ms. Morgan may have left the premises. Perhaps it’s best not to worry-

1 interrupted, my instincts screaming that something was wrong. “She flew all the way from Europe for this party.

She wouldn’t just leave halfway through.”

841 turned away, a glint of something metallic caught my eye near the ladies’ restroom. Bending down, I discovered a

small beaded purse partially hidden behind a decorative plant.

Inside were a phone, wallet, and passport all belonging to Eliza.

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Heaven or Hell, Loving My Twisted Billionaire