《My Fake Boyfriend Is a Single-Dad Hockey Star》全部章節：第 31 章 - 第 40 章

SIENNA'S POV"Tell me Mason made a mistake," I said quietly as I stared at Ethan's phone. "There has to be another Vivian Cross."Ethan didn't answer immediately. He took the phone back and read through the report again before handing it to me a second time. "Read the email address," he said evenly.I looked closer.The archived access record listed Vivian Cross, followed by the same corporate email domain printed across every message she had ever sent Hart Events."No..." I whispered. "It's her."The room fell silent.I replayed every meeting with Vivian in my head. Every conversation suddenly sounded different. Every polite smile seemed calculated. She had asked about Ethan's attendance almost every time we met. She had insisted donors would respond better if he appeared. She had become interested in Hart Events only after my photograph with Ethan and Lily had spread across social media.None of it felt like ordinary business anymore."We're pulling out," Ethan said firmly.I looked

SIENNA'S POV"Please meet me alone. I have information about your mother and Hart Events that Ethan doesn't know."I read Vivian's message twice before putting my phone face down on my desk."No," I muttered to myself. "Absolutely not."After everything Ryan had remembered and everything Mason had uncovered, agreeing to meet Vivian alone would be unbelievably reckless.I forwarded the message to Becca instead.She called less than a minute later."Tell me you aren't actually considering this," Becca said without greeting me."I'm not," I replied."Good.""But she mentioned my mother.""I heard that part."Silence settled between us."Becca...""No.""What if she really knows something?""What if she's lying?""I know.""You wait until I get back," Becca said firmly. "I'm with a vendor across town. Give me forty-five minutes.""I can do that.""Promise me.""I promise.""Good."The call ended.I meant every word.I really did.Then, twenty minutes later, another message arrived.It was

ETHAN'S POV"Tell me you found something else," I said as soon as Sienna answered my call."I was about to ask you the same thing," Sienna replied, her voice carrying the faint rustle of papers in the background. "Mason just showed us the investigator's report."I had already opened the photograph he had sent me. The moment I saw the man's face, I didn't need Mason to explain why he was calling."I know him," I admitted quietly."You've met him?" Sienna asked."I've never seen his face before today, but I know his voice."There was a brief pause before she understood what I meant."The caller," she said softly."Yes," I replied. "The man who phoned me from the Toronto number."A knock sounded against my dressing-room door before Mason stepped inside with his tablet still in his hand. He looked from me to the phone pressed against my ear and gave a small nod, silently confirming what I had already guessed."It was Daniel Mercer," Mason said as he came closer. "The investigator is certa

SIENNA'S POV"Could you repeat that date, please?" I asked, tightening my grip on the phone.The vault manager paused before answering. "The authorization code registered to Evelyn Hart was entered three days ago, Ms. Hart."I closed my eyes."That's impossible," I said quietly. "My mother has been gone for years.""I understand your concern," the manager replied politely, "which is why I don't want to discuss the matter over the telephone. You'll need to come in with identification and proof that you now own Hart Events before I can release any further information.""When can I come?""As soon as you're able."The call ended, leaving the office unusually quiet.Becca was the first to speak."Tell me I'm misunderstanding what just happened.""You aren't," I replied. "Someone used Mum's authorization code."Mason was already shaking his head."Nobody goes anywhere yet," he said firmly. "I'll have the investigator check the building first.""The manager sounded genuine," I argued."I'm

ETHAN'S POV"You've already packed your bag."I looked up to find Coach Miller standing in the hotel lobby with a cup of coffee in one hand. It was barely six in the morning, yet he looked as though he'd expected to find me there."I was about to call you," I admitted."I figured."He glanced at the overnight bag resting beside my feet before looking back at me."You're leaving.""I think I have to."Coach didn't answer immediately. Instead, he walked over and sat opposite me."The game's tonight.""I know.""The team's expecting you.""I know that too."He studied my face for a long moment."Tell me what's happened."I hesitated, unsure how much I could explain."Someone connected to an old publicity agency has been following people close to me," I said carefully. "The woman I'm engaged to has been pulled into something that started years before we met."Coach nodded slowly."So this isn't just media drama.""No.""It's real.""It is."He leaned back in his chair."If your family's g