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Chapter 49 — Empty Trophies
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2026-09-02 18:22:50
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The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 90 — Playing With Fire
POV: Daisy"Not my personal email," I said. My voice came out sharper than I intended, slicing through the quiet hallway. "He can use my school email. For program business only."Principal Hayes blinked and raised her eyebrows, lowering the envelope against her stack of mail. Surprise flickered across her face, followed by professional curiosity. "Are you sure, Daisy? He is the face of the new district initiative. Standard protocol for these school partnerships usually requires direct communication between the lead art liaison and the Kingston Global Foundation office.""I'm completely sure," I said, forcing my fingers to loosen their tight grip on the strap of my tote bag. "All official Kingston Global Foundation correspondence can go to my school email. There's no need for personal contact."Principal Hayes studied me for a long moment, searching my face as if trying to read the tension beneath my skin. I kept my posture rigid and my chin up, trying to look like a teacher enforcing
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 89 — Something's Different
POV: DaisyI sank into my chair the moment the door closed, my knees giving out. My hands were shaking so hard I had to hide them in my lap. Then I pulled myself together and walked Oliver back down the street to his preschool, where his teacher took him inside.The rest of the morning passed in a terrifying blur. I kept waiting for Victoria Kingston to burst through my door with a squad of lawyers, or for Jace to come back and demand a DNA test on the spot. But neither happened. Through my classroom window, I watched a black SUV pull away from the curb a while later, and Principal Hayes mentioned shortly after that Victoria had already left the building.Yet, as the school day wore on and the children finished their afternoon lessons, Jace didn't disappear entirely.The official schedule had the Kingston Global Foundation delegation leaving right after lunch. But long after the other representatives had packed up their banners and loaded their vans, Jace was still in the building.I
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 88 — Let Them Wait
POV: DaisyEverything I had planned lasted exactly as long as it took Oliver to cross that courtyard. I had my clipboard, my polite voice, and a careful stretch of empty space between us, and none of it was built for this: Oliver's arms wrapped around Jace's leg, and the stunned look on Jace's face as he stared down at him.I stood frozen near the brick wall, my fingers digging into the edges of my clipboard until the cardboard bent under my grip. The whispering teachers across the courtyard were still giggling behind their hands, but their voices sounded far away, muffled by the sudden roaring in my ears.Jace remained completely still on the asphalt. He looked down at Oliver, who was still hugging his leg with all the fierce, unreserved affection of a little boy. Slowly, carefully, Jace reached down and placed a large, calloused hand on Oliver's dark blond curls. His fingers brushed the soft hair, and his breath hitched."Hey," Jace whispered, his voice thick and strained, barely lo
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 87 — Soft Hands
POV: DaisyI stared at that text until the screen went dark, and I did not answer it. Instead, I did what I had promised myself: I made a plan. Strictly professional, emotionally distant, and other adults close by, every single time. I rehearsed it the way I had rehearsed every polite line before, until the walkthrough stopped feeling like a threat and started feeling like a task on a list.I stepped through the front doors of Maple Grove Elementary, my boots clicking against the polished linoleum floor. My pulse sped up, but I forced my shoulders back. I had my strategy mapped out down to the last detail. In my left hand, I clutched a simple clipboard holding my papers. In my right hand, I held a pen.When Jace Kingston arrived in the hallway in his crisp shirt, the other teachers near the office immediately stopped talking. I didn't look up from my paperwork. I measured the distance with my eyes, making sure there was a wide, careful stretch of empty space between us."Good morning,
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 86 — Unsaved Number
POV: DaisyI had rehearsed for this. In front of the mirror I had practiced the polite smile, the spot on the wall above his left shoulder, and the inventory sheets I would hand him like a stranger. I had even turned down Emma's offer to take my place, certain I could keep my distance. But Jace Kingston stepped out of that black SUV and looked straight up at my classroom window, and every line I had practiced came apart the moment he closed my classroom door. Then the fire alarm went off, and the closet swallowed what was left of my plan.The fluorescent lights of the classroom poured through the open supply closet door, blinding me for a second. Principal Hayes stood just outside the closet, her voice cutting over the fading wail of the fire alarm."Miss Bennett? There you are. The safety team needs the room cleared immediately!"I didn't wait for Jace. I ducked past his shoulder, keeping my head low so the principal wouldn't see the sudden, hot blush of embarrassment burning across
The Hockey billionaire's secret son Chapter 85 — False Alarm
POV: JaceRichard didn't press me for a better answer. He only watched me walk out, as if he already knew what I refused to say out loud. His question followed me out of the Kingston Global Foundation office and stayed with me through a sleepless night and the long day that followed: You found something there, didn't you? It tangled up with the boy's wide, curious eyes and the old cardboard box sitting on my bed.By the next dawn, I stopped pretending this was about equipment and flyers. I left my truck parked in the garage and took one of the black Kingston Global Foundation SUVs instead, tossing my duffel bag into the back seat. I pulled out of Silver Heights before the morning traffic started, making the quiet drive across town toward Willow Creek. If I was going to see Daisy, I would do it alone.The school hallway was dead quiet when I walked through the front doors. I kept my duffel bag slung over one shoulder, my boots clicking softly against the polished linoleum floor. Outsid
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