All Chapters of The Hockey billionaire's secret son : Chapter 81

POV: DaisyI read the notice, slid it into the envelope, and hoped hiding it might make it less true. Emma squeezed my arm without a word, which was the kindest thing she could have done. I got through the rest of the day on the same instinct as the morning, grading color wheels without seeing them and smiling at children whose chatter was still full of the visit.That evening I carried the letter home in my bag, where it sat through dinner, bath time, and Oliver's endless bedtime questions. When he fell asleep, I closed his door, took the notice out, and sat down at the kitchen table. Dad was already sitting there, watching me come in."He's going to be there every month," I said, my voice dropping so low it barely carried across the table.Dad didn't look up from the mug of tea between his hands. The kitchen remained quiet except for the steady hum of the refrigerator in the corner, with Oliver asleep down the hall. "Every month," he repeated, his tone flat."Principal Hayes told me