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Ch. 8

Author: June M.
last update publish date: 2026-07-14 10:02:22

Rowan POV

"You’ve been ignoring my calls this days." My father said, not even waiting for my response. He turned around, and that was the cue to follow behind him.

If there was one person in this world I absolutely hated getting on the bad side of, it was Arthur Hayes. To the university board and the public, he was just a generous booster with an easy demeanor. But to me, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He controlled every single aspect of my existence, and he knew exactly which strings to p
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    Matteo POVWhen Rowan followed Arthur out of the arena earlier, I had been watching them the whole time until they disappeared through the exit. For some reason, I already knew Arthur hadn’t called him out for some father and son conversation. Arthur Hayes wasn’t that kind of father.The few times I had met him two years ago were enough to understand the kind of man he was. Everything was a transaction, even his smile was always calculated.I dropped the game report onto my desk and rubbed my temple. Tonight had been a complete mess. Earlier, I had told Rowan to come to my office after the game. I wasn’t even expecting him to come.I knew Rowan well enough to know he was going to show up whenever he felt like it. Sure enough, a few minutes later, my office door pushed open. He didn’t bother knocking as expected. Rowan Hayes had always done whatever pleased him.I looked up from the papers on my desk.“So…” Rowan closed the door behind him before stuffing both hands into his pockets. “

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