Heaven or Hell: Loving My Twisted Billionaire novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77

Hannah’s POV

William slammed his fist against the mahogany coffee table, making the crystal vase in the center jump. “Where are they?”

he demanded, his voice reverberating through the vast living room of Sterling Estate. “I want them released immediately.”

I stood to the side, watching the confrontation unfold with growing anxiety. Finn remained casual against the doorframe,

twirling his sunglasses between his fingers as if this were nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Father,” Finn drawled, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Perhaps your… lover has

finally grown tired of your company.”

The contempt in his voice when he said “lover” made William’s face darken another shade. I held my breath, feeling the

tension build like a thunderstorm.

“Don’t play games with me, boy,” William hissed. “The police found a suicide note in Martin’s car. He wrote that he took

Hannah because she had been insulting him constantly. It has nothing to do with Sophia.”

My stomach dropped. I had never said an unkind word to Martin. Someone had clearly fabricated this story.

Finn’s fingers stilled on his sunglasses, the only sign that his father’s words had affected him. “And you believe I

orchestrated this elaborate scheme to kidnap your mistress because…?”

“Because you think Hannah almost drowned due to Sophia!” William said, his voice dropping dangerously low.

Finn’s laugh was hollow and cold. “I don’t care enough about your whore to bother planning her disappearance.”

“Then why did you rush back to the estate?” William demanded, stepping closer to his son. “You’ve never shown interest in

family matters before, yet here you are, barely hours after Sophia’s disappearance.”

“I came for my wife,” Finn replied with a dismissive gesture toward me. “Nothing more. But since you’re so concerned, I’ll

have my security team look into it. They’re quite efficient at finding… lost things.”

The way he said “lost things” sent a chill down my spine. There was no genuine concern in his voice—just calculated

coldness.

“If I don’t see Sophia and her assistant safe and unharmed by sunset,” William said slowly, “you can say goodbye to your

mother’s inheritance.”

The room went deadly still. I held my breath, sensing the shift in atmosphere as Finn straightened from his casual slouch.

“What did you say?” Finn’s voice had dropped to a whisper.

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“You heard me.” William stood his ground, though I noticed a flicker of apprehension cross his face.

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For a moment, Finn didn’t move. Then, with lightning speed, he hurled his sunglasses at the glass coffee table. The impact shattered the thick glass into a thousand glittering pieces that scattered across the expensive carpet.

“Touch my mother’s inheritance,” Finn said, his voice terrifyingly calm, “and you’ll wish I’d only kidnapped your mistress.”

William flinched but recovered quickly. “Is that a threat?”

Finn’s laugh was chilling. “Would I harm them? You think too small, Father. Touch what is mine, and I’ll make sure they

wish for death long before I grant it.”

I felt sick listening to his words, unable to tell if they were truth or lies. But in my heart, I knew something with absolute

certainty—even if he had kidnapped Sophia, I wouldn’t believe he was wrong. My time at Sterling Estate had taught me a

harsh lesson: showing mercy to those who tried to kill you was cruelty to those who loved you. Sophia had tried to have

me murdered. Why should I care about her fate?

“The fighting dogs I keep at my private training grounds on Long Island, Finn continued casually, “they haven’t had fresh

meat in weeks.”

“You’re insane,” William whispered, genuine fear flickering in his eyes.

Finn’s smile was razor–sharp. “What did you expect? I was raised in underground fighting rings. Violence is my native

tongue.”

William signaled to the security guards who had been standing discreetly by the door. “Restrain him.”

The men hesitated, clearly uncertain about laying hands on the son of their employer. Before they could decide, I stepped

between Finn and the approaching guards.

“Wait–ow!” I gasped, doubling over slightly and pressing a hand to my abdomen. “My stomach… it hurts. Something

doesn’t feel right.”

Finn’s hand, which I realized had been reaching for something at his waist–a gun?-paused. I felt rather than saw him

relax slightly behind me.

“I need to go to the hospital,” I announced, putting a hand to my stomach. “I’m having cramps.”

Victoria, who had been watching the exchange silently, immediately stepped forward. “The baby,” she said, concern evident

in her voice. “We can’t risk the Sterling heir.”

I nodded, silently thanking her for backing my play. “I need to see a doctor right away.”

William’s eyes narrowed, but the mention of a potential heir–his grandchild–gave him pause. “This discussion isn’t over,”

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he warned Finn.

“I’ll take her,” Finn said, his arm sliding possessively around my waist.

“No,” William countered. “You’re staying here until we resolve this.”

I turned to face William directly, summoning every ounce of courage I possessed. “Mr. Sterling, with all due respect, you

can’t detain your son without evidence. If you’re concerned about Sophia, shouldn’t you be focusing on finding her rather

than blaming Finn?”

William’s gaze turned cold. “You defend him?”

“I’m stating facts,” I replied, keeping my voice steady. “Finn was with me yesterday when Martin tried to kill me. He saved

my life.”

William opened his mouth, then closed it again.

“And Finn has no reason to hurt Sophia,” I continued, warming to my argument. “And you just said Martin’s actions had

nothing to do with Sophia, so why would Finn kidnap her as revenge for what happened to me? Unless you think there’s a

connection between Sophia and my attempted murder… is that what you’re suggesting, Mr. Sterling?”

The logic was sound, and William knew it. His jaw clenched in frustration.

“Fine,” he spat. “Take her to the hospital. But if Sophia and her assistant aren’t safely returned by sunset, don’t bother

coming back. The inheritance will be out of your reach forever.”

Finn’s arm tightened around my waist, but he said nothing as he guided me toward the door.

Once in the hallway, Victoria hurried after us. “Hannah, dear, let me help you prepare what you’ll need for the hospital.”

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