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Chapter 60: The Guardian's Dilemma
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Too Late To Regret, My Hockey Star Ex-Husband Chapter 61: The Traitor's Last Stand
Victoria Sterling's POV The federal subpoena felt like a death sentence in my hands as I read it for the tenth time, the legal language swimming before my eyes through tears of panic and rage. *"You are hereby commanded to appear before the United States District Court to testify regarding your communications with Derek Thompson and his legal representatives..."* My hands trembled so violently that the document rustled like autumn leaves as I set it down on my mahogany desk in my Upper East Side apartment. The same desk where I had planned my campaign against my cousin, where I had convinced myself that I was protecting the Sterling family legacy from an emotionally unstable woman who didn't deserve her inheritance. Now that same campaign was about to destroy me completely. I poured myself a third glass of wine with shaking hands, not caring that it was barely noon. The alcohol burned my throat, but it did nothing to calm the wild panic racing through my veins like poison. In seve
Too Late To Regret, My Hockey Star Ex-Husband Chapter 60: The Guardian's Dilemma
Tyler Rodriguez's POV The three a.m. glow of my computer screen cast harsh shadows across my home office as I stared at the damning evidence spread across multiple browser tabs. Empty coffee cups and energy drink cans littered my desk, testament to the sleepless nights I'd spent investigating Antonio Ricci. What I'd discovered made my blood run cold and my protective instincts rage like wildfire. I rubbed my burning eyes and forced myself to review the information one more time, hoping I'd somehow misinterpreted what I was seeing. But the pattern was undeniable, and it painted a picture of Antonio Ricci that was far more sinister than his charming exterior suggested. The first red flag had been subtle – an article in a Milan business journal about Ricci's "romantic partnerships with influential women." The piece had been written with typical European discretion, but reading between the lines revealed a troubling pattern. Five relationships over the past decade, all with wealthy, p
Too Late To Regret, My Hockey Star Ex-Husband Chapter 59: The Crumbling Kingdom
Derek Thompson's POVThe federal courthouse felt like a colosseum where I was the main attraction in a gladiatorial spectacle, except instead of lions, I faced prosecutors armed with an arsenal of evidence that seemed to grow more damning by the hour. As I sat at the defendant's table in my ill-fitting suit – the only one I could afford after my assets were frozen – I watched my entire life being dissected and displayed for public consumption."The prosecution will show that Mr. Derek Thompson orchestrated a calculated conspiracy to destroy the personal and professional life of Ophelia Sterling," the lead prosecutor announced to the jury, her voice carrying the kind of moral authority that made my stomach clench with dread. "This was not a crime of passion or a momentary lapse in judgment. This was a systematic campaign of psychological warfare against an innocent woman, motivated by nothing more than professional jealousy and personal greed."Professional jealousy. The words hit me l
Too Late To Regret, My Hockey Star Ex-Husband Chapter 58: The Price of Prejudice
Mary Hayes' POVThe sound of my front door splintering open at six in the morning was like a gunshot through my already fragile world. I jolted awake on the couch where I'd been sleeping fitfully, surrounded by empty wine bottles and unpaid bills that had been my only companions for weeks."Federal agents! Search warrant!"My heart hammered against my ribs as armed men in bulletproof vests flooded into my small apartment. The humiliation was immediate and crushing – they could see the squalor I'd been living in, the evidence of how far I'd fallen from the proud, working mother who had once believed she knew what was best for her son."Mary Hayes, you're under arrest for conspiracy to commit fraud, obstruction of justice, and racketeering," the lead agent announced, his voice clinical and impersonal as he approached me with handcuffs."I cooperated with you people," I said desperately, my voice cracking with panic and shame. "I told you everything about Derek Thompson, about Rose Mille
Too Late To Regret, My Hockey Star Ex-Husband Chapter 57: The Weight of Trust
Ophelia's POV"These are absolutely stunning," I murmured, running my fingers along the pristine white petals of the Italian roses that had arrived at my office that morning. The arrangement was exquisite – clearly expensive and thoughtfully chosen. The handwritten note in Antonio Ricci's distinctive script lay beside the crystal vase: *"Like these roses, our conversation yesterday was a beautiful beginning. I hope to cultivate something equally magnificent with you. - Antonio."*I should have felt flattered. Any woman would be charmed by such elegant attention from a handsome, successful man. But instead, I found myself analyzing every word, every gesture, searching for hidden meanings and ulterior motives. Was the choice of white roses significant? Was he trying to position himself as a fresh start after my painful divorce? The calculated nature of even considering such questions made me feel exhausted."Another admirer?" Marcus asked, stepping into my office with his usual protecti
Too Late To Regret, My Hockey Star Ex-Husband Chapter 56: The Predator's Gaze
Antonio Ricci's POV"Signor Ricci, your car is waiting downstairs."I adjusted my Armani cufflinks and glanced at my reflection in the floor-to-ceiling windows of my Manhattan penthouse suite. Perfection, as always. The charcoal gray suit was tailored to emphasize my athletic build, the Italian leather shoes polished to a mirror shine, and my dark hair styled with just enough casual elegance to appear effortless while being anything but."Bene, Marco," I replied to my assistant in Italian, though we both spoke perfect English. I preferred my native tongue when discussing business – it kept certain conversations private in a city full of listening ears. "Have you confirmed the meeting details with Sterling Hawks?""Sì, Signor. The board presentation begins at two o'clock. Richard Sterling himself will be attending, along with the key board members and..." Marco paused, consulting his tablet, "his daughter, Ophelia Sterling, who heads their new athlete welfare foundation."Ah yes, the m
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