Heaven or Hell: Loving My Twisted Billionaire novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63

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‘Finn, darling! Hannah! We were just about to send James to find you.”

As we approached the table, Finn’s hand left my waist with deliberate slowness, making sure everyone noticed the gesture. He pulled out my chait for me another calculated move before taking his own seat.

William didn’t bother with pleasantries. “You were late for the welcome gathering this morning,” he said to Finn, his voice carrying the expectation of an explanation.

Finn reached for his water glass, taking a slow sip before answering. “Did 17” His tone was light, almost amused. “I must have forgotten. I’ve been having some memory problems lately, you know. After my… accident.”

A tense silence followed.

Sophia laughed too brightly. “Let’s not talk about unpleasant things at dinner. I’ve arranged something special tonight.” She signaled to

the waiting staff, who immediately began bringing in covered silver platters.

Victoria leaned toward me. “How are you feeling, dear? You looked quite faint this morning.”

“I’m much better, thank you,” I replied, grateful for her intervention, even if I knew her concern was primarily for the baby I carried.

The servers placed plates in front of each of us with a flourish, removing the silver covers simultaneously. I looked down and felt my

stomach turn.

On each plate sat a thick, almost raw slab of beef. The center was deep red, practically purple, and a pool of blood–red juice had already begun to seep across the white china.

“A5 Wagyu,” Sophia announced proudly. “Flown in from Japan on a supersonic jet. From slaughter to table in under five hours.” He flicked to Finn. “I thought we should celebrate William’s return with something… exceptional.”

I glanced at Finn, my heart sinking. The bloody meat, the emphasis on slaughter–this wasn’t a coincidence. Sophia knew about Finn’s past, knew about the trauma he’d experienced. This was deliberate cruelty disguised as luxury.

Finn stared at his plate for a long moment. Then he looked up, his face a perfect mask of indifference.

“Supersonic jets aren’t available for civilian use anymore,” he said coolly. “Not since the Concorde was retired.”

The slight curve of his lips didn’t reach his eyes.

William set down his knife and fork with a sharp clink. “Just because you don’t have access doesn’t mean I don’t,” he said, his voice hard. He spoke to Finn as if addressing an incompetent subordinate rather than his son.

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Chapter 63

The silence that followed was thick enough to eat with the knives that no one was umg

Finn’s smile widened, turning razor sharp. Of course. How silly of me to question the greet Will 5* Fleted her he

so powerful, perhaps you don’t need me at all. I could just resign from the group altogether

“Finn Sterling! William’s voice thundered across the dining room.

Victoria tried to intervene. Now, William, I’m sure Finn didn’t mean-

“Mother,” William interrupted, turning to Victoria with a hard glare. If you keep defending him like this, I have de suthority left in this

house, no respect. His eyes returned to Finn, challenging. “Let’s hear what Finn has to say.

I watched Finn carefully, wondering if I should fake another dizzy spell to defuse the situation. His breathing had slowed, becomings.

deeper and more controlled—a sign, I’d learned, that he was furious.

The air around him seemed to solidify, and I could almost feel the rage radiating from him. Everyone at the table must have senzed it too gy

because no one spoke.

Then, before I could act, Finn stood up. In one swift motion, he flipped his plate, sending the bloody meat and its juices flying across the

pristine white tablecloth.

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