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Chapter 19 — Captain
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The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 96 — In the Rain
POV: DaisyI never answered that text. I watched the glowing words until the screen went dark, then lay awake in the quiet until the first gray light touched the blinds, telling myself that silence was the strongest boundary I had left. It held through the days that followed, until the night of the next event, when a storm that had been building all day finally broke.The late-night Kingston Global Foundation event at Maple Grove Elementary ran hours past schedule. By the time the final paperwork was signed and I stepped out of the doors into the parking lot, the autumn wind was howling, and the rain was coming down in thick, blinding sheets. The dark asphalt glistened under the overhead lights, reflecting the blurred glow of the streetlamps. I pulled my coat tightly around myself, bracing for a freezing sprint to Dad's sedan, but footsteps splashed through the puddles right behind me."Wait," a voice called out over the roar of the storm.Before I could take another step, a dark jack
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 95 — Captain Jace Looks Sad Sometimes
POV: DaisyJace never came back upstairs. When I glanced out the classroom window later that afternoon, his truck was already pulling out of the school lot, taking with it the rest of that unfinished sentence. I got through the rest of the school day on autopilot, picked up Oliver from preschool, made dinner, and tucked him into bed. All the while, two sets of his words followed me from room to room: the ones he had said quietly in the dark parking lot after the late practice, I don't want it to stop, and the ones he hadn't finished in the hallway near the cubbies earlier today, Something I can't stop turning over, and I don't know how to—I was pulling the bed covers up around his shoulders when he spoke."Mom?"His small voice drifted up from the pillow in the dark room. Outside the window, the cold autumn wind rattled the thin glass and tossed dry maple branches against the outer wall."I'm right here, buddy," I whispered, sitting down on the edge of the mattress.Oliver lay curled
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 94 — Something's Off
POV: DaisyI never answered him. I told Jace to go back to his truck, clicked the buckle into place, and drove home with my hands tight on the wheel and his words riding in the back seat beside my sleeping son: *I don't want it to stop.* For days afterward, I told myself I hadn't heard them.By the time the next school visit rolled around, the air had turned bitter, carrying the scent of coming winter. The Kingston Global Foundation banner hung above the gymnasium stage, and the junior program was in full swing, with cones scattered across the floor, foam pucks sliding in every direction, and Maple Grove's second-graders mixed in with the preschool class that had walked over from down the street.I stood near the entrance, adjusting a stack of watercolor paper in my arms and trying to keep my breathing even. My eyes found Jace the instant he walked in.Something was off.He wore a wool coat over a sweater, but he didn't look like the man I had left in that parking lot. His shoulders w
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 93 — Not Out Here
POV: DaisyThe junior hockey practice Principal Hayes arranged with the Kingston Global Foundation landed right on the evening of the next visit. Because Oliver hadn’t stopped talking about Captain Jace since the courtyard, he begged to go. I agreed because I couldn't think of a refusal that wouldn't raise questions, though I privately promised myself I would stay as far away from the gym as possible.But the practice ran late. Long after the other families had left, the gymnasium lights still blazed, and I stood alone in the school parking lot beside the sedan Dad had lent me for the night, because I couldn't force myself to go back inside. The crisp autumn air bit at my cheeks, sharp against my tired skin. The lot was nearly empty, save for a few cars parked near the staff entrance under the security lights and Jace’s truck parked near the fence, dark and silent in the cold.Oliver had begged to stay behind to help Captain Jace stack the final set of cones. With a few teachers still
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 92 — The Mixer
POV: DaisyI typed several versions of a reply that night and deleted every one of them before settling on the safest thing I could think of: a few polite words that promised nothing. I sent it before I could change my mind. Then I did what I had promised Emma I would do, and I was careful. I kept my distance between classes, my answers short, and my eyes on my own work, and for a few days it almost felt like it was working.The chairs in the Maple Grove Elementary gymnasium scraped against the floor, creating a sharp sound that echoed off the walls. I pulled a cardboard box filled with watercolor palettes across the table, keeping my hands busy. Around me, parents and teachers were setting up platters of cookies and ladling fruit punch into cups from a large plastic bowl. It was the annual parent-teacher autumn mixer, an event meant to build community spirit, but tonight my stomach felt like a tight, knotted coil. All I wanted was one normal night: cookies, parents, and not a single
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 91 — Old Secrets
POV: JaceI told myself I could be patient. After the closet, after my mother waiting downstairs, and after Daisy’s careful half-truths in an empty classroom, patience was all I had left to offer. That night, I sent a single, short email to the school address her principal had given my office. It said nothing about the program—only something Oliver had said that I couldn't get out of my head. Then I placed my phone face-up beside me and waited, as if waiting were something I was ever good at. I wasn't, and I had never been worse at it than I was in the days that followed.The preparation for the evening felt like a routine I had followed a thousand times. I showered, brushed my teeth, and tied my bow tie in front of the mirror without really looking at my reflection, moving on pure autopilot while my mind was entirely somewhere else. When my truck pulled up to the hotel entrance, I handed the keys to the valet, stepped out into the glare of flashbulbs, walked through the double doors,
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