All Chapters of Second Chance on the Rink: Rebirth of the Ice Queen: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Look at this!" He shoved his screen in my face. "Look at what you've done!"I glanced at the trending topics. #ScarletBetraysSister was sitting at number three. #MadisonArrestedIceQueen at number seven. #FamilyDramaPress Conference at number twelve."So?" I met his eyes without flinching. "I told the truth. If Madison didn't do anything wrong, the police will clear her name.""The truth?" Chase's voice cracked. "You threw your own sister under the bus on national television! What kind of person does that?""My sister?" I let out a short laugh. "Madison isn't my sister, Chase. She's my cousin. Her mother is the one who's sitting in prison right now."The words hit him like a slap. His face went white, then red, then purple. "You ungrateful little—""Chase, please." Charlotte stepped between us, hands raised. "Let's all just calm down and—""Stay out of this, Charlotte!" Chase snapped, but his voice wavered. He turned back to me. "After everything I've done for you. After everything th

Scarlett’s POV"Did you hear something?" I asked Pierce, my voice returning to normal. "Is someone out there?"Pierce's hands paused. "I don't know. Maybe.""Could it have been Madison?" I turned to look at him over my shoulder, widening my eyes innocently. "She's not listening at the door, is she?"Pierce's face did something complicated. Color rose in his cheeks, and his jaw tightened. He knew exactly what had just happened. He knew Madison had been out there, and he knew what she must have thought we were doing.But he didn't say anything. He just swallowed hard and put his hands back on my shoulders."I'm sure it's nothing," he said, his voice strained."If you say so." I let him continue for another minute, his hands trembling slightly now.But the fun was over. Madison was gone, and I had no reason to keep this charade going. Pierce's touch fel

Scarlett’s POVI choked on my wine.Preston's hand was suddenly on my back, patting gently while I coughed. "Grandfather," he said, his voice strained. "That's a bit premature, don't you think?""Nonsense!" Leo waved his hand dismissively. "You're getting married, aren't you? No point in waiting too long. I'd like to meet my great-grandchildren while I'm still young enough to enjoy them."My face felt like it was on fire. I couldn't look at Preston."We haven't really discussed that yet," Preston said carefully."Well, discuss it!" Leo laughed. "Life is short, my boy. Don't waste time."I managed a weak smile, very aware of Preston's hand still resting on my back. The warmth of it seemed to seep through my clothes, and when I finally dared to glance at him, he was looking at me with an expression I couldn't quite read."We'll think about it

Scarlett’s POVMy body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more. Preston's words echoed in my mind, crude and filthy and exactly what I wanted to hear. His hand was still on my hip, his body pressed against mine, and I could feel how badly he wanted this too.I arched up toward him, my hands sliding down his back, and he groaned against my mouth. This was happening. We were really going to do this.But then, suddenly, he pulled away.I blinked up at him, confused and aching with need. "Preston?"He held a finger to his lips, his eyes darting toward the door.Then I heard it too: the soft shuffle of footsteps in the hallway outside. Someone was out there.I suddenly understood why he did that just now.It turns out he was only putting on a show for other people.And me—oh my God—I actually wanted to have sex with him&helli

Scarlett’s POV"Shareholder? What kind of shareholder are you? My dear daughter, don't make me laugh." Chase scoffed.I smiled slightly, calling toward the door. "Come in."My lawyer, David , walked in ."Good morning, Mr. Huntington." David nodded at my father, then placed his briefcase on the table with a decisive thunk. "I have some documents you need to see."Dad barely glanced up from his phone. "Whatever Scarlett told you to bring, I'm not interested.""I think you'll want to look at these." David pulled out a thick stack of papers. "These are transfer documents dated six months before Mrs. Eleanor Huntington passed away. She transferred twenty percent of her shares in Huntington Sports Management directly to her granddaughter, Scarlett Huntington."The words hung in the air like a grenade with the pin pulled.Dad's head snapped up. "What?"At that moment, Madison, who had somehow appeared behind my father, looked shocked, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. "Scarlett, why a