The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97 Stand in the Corridor

Chapter 97 Stand in the Corridor

Cassia had never been fond of noise or chaos.

She went back to Messenger and opened the chat with her editor.

978

+30 Free Coins

“Are you there, angel? Say something already! If you post a new chapter right now, I’ll give you the best recommendation slot on the homepage!”

At the publishing office, the editor handling Fallen of the Massacre looked seconds tearing his hair out.

The chief editor loomed beside him, his voice sharp and impatient.

away from

He wanted to reach through the internet and drag this mystery author right out of her chair.

“Jesus Christ! It’s already five million!” the chief editor shouted, slamming his palm on the desk.

“Leslie, have you gotten in touch with the author yet?

“Hurry it up!

“Wait, her number’s in the contract! If she ignores you, call her!”

“I got a reply!” The editor jumped up, his chair screeching back. His elbow hit his water glass, sending it crashing onto the floor.

He didn’t even look down.

SkyeDreame.

That was Cassia’s pseudonym.

Her slender fingers moved across her phone in quick strokes. She typed two short words and hit send.

“Yeah, present.”

The editor’s eyes lit up. He forgot all about the water soaking into the carpet and typed furiously. “Can you post an update now, angel?”

“Don’t call me angel.”

1/4

8:57 Inu, Jan 8 σ

Chapter 97 Stand in the Corridor

He blinked, quickly backspacing. “Alright then, handsome, can you post an update?”

“I’m a woman.”

He froze.

697

+30 Free Coins

“Can you post an update then, Queen Dreame?”

“If I feel like it.”

The editor had no comeback.

This woman had the attitude of a monarch.

The editor’s lips twitched in disbelief.

“Donations just hit ten million!” the chief editor yelled again, voice echoing through the office. “This guy’s lost his mind! The whole site’s lighting up with his donations! Has he gone mad?”

The editor slumped in his chair and rubbed his temple.

Fine. You win, boss lady. You’ve earned the right to be impossible.

He started typing again. “The promotion could make you a fortune.”

He thought no human alive could ever turn down money.

But then her reply appeared.

“I already have plenty.”

He stared in silence.

“I have enough to buy your entire company if I felt like it.”

The editor froze, his fingers stiff above the keyboard.

Good God. Is she another one of those untouchable rich elites too?

Cassia’s editor believed anyone who pushed away that kind of money had to be either wildly wealthy or completely unhinged.

He skimmed her novel a moment earlier.

No ordinary mind could have written something that intense.

2/4

mu, van

973

Chapter 97 Stand in the Corridor

Cassia left Messenger because she had zero interest in wasting breath on him.

She updated Fallen of the Massacre every single day since chapter one.

+30 Free Coins

She never wrote for profit or fame. She wrote because it soothed her. She poured her feelings into the story the same way people filled journals.

She never imagined the book would explode in popularity.

She had skipped her update last night only because she had been busy with gemstone gambling.

She had plenty of readers, but only one person had ever thrown down more than ten million

at once.

This reader who called himself “Draven” qualified as a full–blown devotee. She never expected him to be this frantic over a missed chapter.

She no longer felt tired, so she planned to write two fresh chapters on the spot.

Cassia opened her author dashboard just as her homeroom teacher, Lilian, walked toward her.

Lilian spotted the phone in Cassia’s hand and halted beside the desk.

“Heh, this is about to get interesting,” Danica whispered with smug delight.

Lilian waited. Cassia never lifted her gaze. Cassia acted like her phone held more value than the entire class. That irked Lilian.

Senior year was brutal. Lilian could tolerate Cassia sleeping during lessons because she could ignore that. But Cassia scrolling on her phone crossed every boundary she had.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify