The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 103

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“You plan to copy my charm to get her eyes on you. You dream big. I refuse to hand you a victory. I will throw in every trick I built through years of being single. I swear I will not fall behind.”

The man spoke with sharp anger. The cold glow from his phone shaped his striking face. His fingers refused to slow down.

At Vrastin’s office, Seven pushed the hacking scare out of her mind. She placed her palms on the desk. She leaned toward Draven and rooted for him.

“Mr. Grey, you must not fall behind him. Keep loading money. Hurry. Keep going.”

Draven moved so fast that Seven could not track his hands. Seven cheered because the whole moment felt like a fire around her.

Leslie, who worked in the editorial department of the novel site, came home after overtime that drained her dry. He washed up. He settled onto her bed. He opened his laptop to watch his latest drama.

He plugged in the cable. He saw the storm of donations rise like a tidal wave. His fatigue vanished like it never existed.

Yesterday there was only one rich giant who burned money like water. Today another one appeared, like he crawled out from a hidden crack in the world.

It felt like the two of them entered a silent battle. Their speed grew. Their force grew.

Leslie stared at the rows of donations loaded with endless zeros. He felt that her work as an editor made no sense. He felt she might as well sit at home as a freelance writer.

He paused. He knew not many authors carried luck like “Skye Dreame.”

He believed the entire industry ran on wild luck.

Look at her luck. It burned so bright that it made his jaw tighten.

While Leslie rolled in envy and jealousy and raw frustration, the donation stream halted.

Leslie felt confused at first. He thought the stop came too fast.

She clicked the backstage panel. She saw the author publish a new chapter.

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The title read, “Too Many Donations Give Me A Headache.”

Holy shit!

Leslie froze on the spot. Shocked didn’t even begin to describe his state.

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“Someone hands you a fortune, and you still complain. This woman is the real deal. She is the kind of powerhouse people whisper about.”

Leslie felt his nerves buzz like a live wire. He knew he would not fall asleep tonight.

Cassia forced both men to stop their wild donation war. She used a little more time. She finished thirty thousand words and sent them out.

This felt like her limit. Her inspiration felt drained. She needed to rest.

Cassia tossed her phone aside. She sank into her bed. She pulled her blanket over herself. She closed her eyes.

Back at the Vrastin office…

“You mean she slammed out another huge update?” Seven spoke with disbelief. He stared at Draven’s phone. The buzz from the donation battle still hung in the air.

“Yes. Thirty thousand words this time.”

Draven had already read the earlier fifty thousand before Seven even formed her words. He moved through them at a sharp pace.

The new chapters described the heroine’s wild gemstone gambling trip. They showed her an intense mind game with a mysterious hacker.

He felt the gemstone part looked far too close to someone he knew. He felt the hacker scene matched what he had just lived through.

This felt unreal.

He finished all fifty thousand. A strange thought climbed into his mind.

He thought the author might be that little brat.

If that was true, then this was a gift.

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He only wanted to get home. He wanted to read the fifty thousand again. He wanted to savor the new thirty thousand.

Seven put his hands on his waist. He looked annoyed. “Mr. Grey, I swear this author built a giant stash. I swear he hid it. I swear he waited for people like you to throw money before he dumped it.”

“You can’t be sure about that.”

Draven placed his phone on the desk. His tone stayed cool.

“What does that mean?”

“You forgot they stopped updating two days ago.” Draven spoke with clear logic.

Seven widened his eyes when memory hit him. He stared at him. He cried out. “They must have written eighty thousand words in one day.”

“This idea stays possible.”

Draven rested his hand beneath his chin. A faint smile touched his mouth.

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