The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 96

Chapter 96 Huge Donation

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Draven’s mood shifted over a single missed update. That alone said everything. The man who’d once sat through global conferences at eighteen without twitching an eyebrow now looked genuinely disturbed.

“Maybe the author got caught up with something last night,” Seven ventured, careful with every word.

“Nothing matters more than my story getting its updates,” Draven said, his tone icy enough to make the air itself retreat.

Seven froze.

He had no idea how to respond to that.

“You’re right, sir. You’re absolutely right. The readers are the customers, and the customer is always right.” His voice trembled, trying to sound agreeable. “Still, Mr. Grey, you can’t hold it against the author. They’re only human. Producing that level of quality takes effort. Maybe…” He hesitated, regretting the thought before it left his mouth. “Maybe the author got into an accident. Or they died.”

The room felt like it had been dropped into a freezer.

Draven’s eyes locked onto him, sharp and deadly. Seven instinctively pressed a finger to his lips, as if sealing them shut. Then he coughed.

“Mr. Grey, I’m kidding! Pleasse don’t take it seriously!”

For a second, he was sure he’d be forced to share the author’s fate if they really did die.

“Perhaps…” he stammered, “perhaps you could donate something? If the author makes more money, maybe they’ll update faster?”

Draven didn’t answer. He picked up his phone instead. His long, elegant fingers moved with practiced rhythm across the screen.

A bright notification popped up.

“1,000,000 B–Coins reloaded. One Mansion donated.”

A million B–Coins. That was ten thousand dollars.

But it didn’t stop there.

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Draven kept going. More recharges. More mansions.

When he’d repeated the process a hundred times, his hand finally paused.

Seven swallowed, his throat dry.

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Money meant nothing to them, but spending that kind of sum on a book was pure madness.

Draven stood up and stretched, rolling his neck until it gave a soft crack.

Then he sat back down and started again. The sound of tapping filled the room like a mechanical heartbeat.

It was winter break, yet the seniors at Zrario High didn’t get to enjoy it. Being the top in the city, the school only allowed half a day off before calling them back for review sessions right after finals.

The principal had already announced that twelfth grade would continue classes until just before New Year’s, and only then would they have their vacation.

Cassia naturally had to return to school. She was a senior, after all.

Last night, she’d snuck out for some gemstone gambling and somehow walked away with an imperial emerald. The price she paid was a sleepless night.

At least she could make up for it during the day.

Cassia had fallen asleep on her desk when her phone began to tremble in her pocket.

The sound was silent, yet even the faintest shift could stir her awake.

Her forehead pressed against her arm as she slowly raised her head and glanced at the screen.

The messages came flooding in, all from her web novel editor.

It struck her as strange that the editor had chosen this moment to reach out.

Her novel catered to a niche crowd, but it performed well enough. Her readership was loyal and consistent.

Her schedule was always packed, but her updates were consistent, and nothing major happened to the story. The book’s performance wasn’t bad, but that was it. The editor barely talked to her. He just left her to her own devices.

Since the day they signed the contract, they hadn’t exchanged a single real conversation.

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Cassia scrolled through the string of texts with her thumb.

Every single one came from the editor.

“Are you there, angel?

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“If you’re online, answer me right now!

“Some rich guy just went crazy donating to your web novel! It almost hits two million already!

“Two million!

“In dollars!!

“I checked your update record. You didn’t post yesterday!

“Get that new chapter up fast!

The editor’s words came out like Gatling gun bullets.

Cassia’s brows furrowed slightly as curiosity stirred in her chest.

Her story was doing well, and she’d received donations before. But two million dollars in one burst? That was impossible to ignore.

She tapped open her author dashboard. The alert counter blinked “99+.”

She pressed it.

“Draven donated 1,000,000 B–Coins to Fallen of the Massacre.”

“Draven donated 1,000,000 B–Coins to Fallen of the Massacre.”

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