Mag-log inPOV: Ava Bennett"Mama, Charlotte wants to know if she can come to the cinnamon roll cart this Saturday," Eve announced, bursting into the kitchen with her tablet held up, a video call already connected showing Charlotte's eager face on the screen."Of course she can," I said, leaning over to wave at Charlotte, who beamed back at me. "Tell Vanessa and Renata they're welcome too, if they'd like to come.""They said yes already," Eve reported. "Renata's bringing her famous lemon bars. Charlotte says they're the best lemon bars in the whole world.""High praise," I said, smiling as Eve ran off to relay the information, already planning the exact seating arrangement for what had become, over the past several months, a genuinely unexpected extended family gathering.Noah found me in the kitchen a while later, pulling ingredients from the pantry for the weekend's baking. "I still can't quite believe Vanessa's sister makes the best lemon bars in Seattle.""Life's strange that way," I said, m
POV: Noah Callahan"The league's ownership committee just released their final ruling," David said, striding into the arena's front office where Ava and I were reviewing the youth program's expansion plans. "Whitfield's been permanently barred from holding ownership stakes in any franchise. All four teams he'd quietly consolidated shares in are being forced to divest his holdings at fair market value.""That's a significant fall for a man who thought he'd already won," Ava said, setting down her tablet."There's more," David said, sliding his phone across the table. "Turns out his private equity firm was also under separate investigation for securities fraud unrelated to any of this. The league's ruling just gave federal investigators the final piece they needed to move forward with charges.""So he loses everything," I said."Pretty much," David said. "Poetic, considering he spent months trying to convince everyone Ava's judgment was the real liability here."Ava was quiet for a mom
POV: Ava Bennett"The custody hearing's set for Thursday," David said, sliding a folder across my desk. "Renata's dropped the extortion angle entirely. She's petitioning instead for formal visitation rights, nothing more, with Vanessa retaining full legal custody.""That's remarkable progress in just a few weeks," I said, flipping through the paperwork."They've been in family therapy together twice a week since the reunion at your house," David said. "Whatever happened in that sunroom, it stuck."Vanessa called that evening, her voice steadier than I'd heard it in months. "I wanted to thank you properly, before Thursday. None of this would have happened without you giving us a place to actually talk.""You did the hard part yourselves," I said. "I just opened a door.""Charlotte asked me last night if she could have two mothers now, instead of just an aunt she never sees," Vanessa said, her voice catching. "I didn't know what to tell her.""What did you want to tell her?" I asked."
POV: Ava Bennett"He's filed a formal complaint with the league's ownership committee," David said, striding into my office without knocking, a printed document clutched in one hand. "Whitfield's claiming FrostTech violated disclosure regulations by not reporting your involvement in the Sterling custody matter as a potential conflict of interest.""That's absurd," I said, taking the document from him. "I'm not a party to any custody case. I helped fund legal counsel for a private citizen. That's not a disclosable conflict.""He knows that," David said. "This isn't about winning the complaint. It's about generating enough noise to spook other shareholders before his real move.""Which is?" I asked."A tender offer," David said. "He's quietly been buying up shares through shell entities for months. My guess is he's close to a controlling stake in at least two other franchises already, and he's hoping the ownership committee gets nervous enough about optics here to pressure a forced sale
POV: Noah Callahan"Eve's teacher called today," Ava said quietly, once the kids had finally gone to bed, settling onto the couch beside me with a tired sigh. "She said Eve's been unusually withdrawn in class this week. Snapping at other kids, refusing to participate in group activities.""That doesn't sound like her," I said, setting down the book I'd been half-reading."No," Ava agreed. "It doesn't."I found Eve awake later that night, sitting cross-legged on her bed with a flashlight, drawing furiously in a notebook instead of sleeping."Hey, kiddo," I said, sitting down carefully on the edge of her bed. "Your teacher mentioned you've had a rough week."Eve didn't look up from her drawing. "It's fine.""It doesn't sound fine," I said gently. "Talk to me."She was quiet for a long moment, her pencil scratching against the paper, before finally setting it down with a frustrated sigh. "Everyone's always so busy with the custody thing and the board meeting thing and Jamie thing, nobod
POV: Ava Bennett"There's a minority shareholder requesting an emergency board session," Marissa said, catching me in the hallway before my morning meetings, her tone carrying the particular tightness she reserved for genuinely bad news. "Marcus Whitfield. He's called for a vote of confidence regarding your continued leadership.""On what grounds?" I asked, already walking briskly toward my office."He's citing instability," Marissa said, keeping pace beside me. "The Sterling scandal, the ongoing custody situation with Vanessa Sterling's family, and now apparently your involvement in facilitating a reconciliation between two women connected to the same scandal. He's arguing it raises questions about your judgment as CEO."I stopped walking, absorbing that. "He's trying to use basic human decency as evidence of poor leadership.""Essentially, yes," Marissa said."Get David on the phone," I said. "And pull every performance report from the last two years. If Whitfield wants a fight abo







