All Chapters of Dumped On Live TV, Claimed By The Hockey King: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

CHAPTER 111AVAWithout another word, she pulled the door open and stepped out into the hallway, the heavy steel barrier sliding shut behind her with a definitive, chilling click.Silence descended upon the penthouse once again..,heavier, darker, and more suffocating than before. I stood frozen in the center of the living room, my mind reeling from Brittany's confession.Before either Liam or I could even begin to process the weight of what we had just learned, a soft chiming sound echoed from the private elevator foyer.We turned our heads.The main corridor doors hissed open with a sharp whoosh. Stepping out of the elevator, looking exhausted, disheveled, and clutching a heavy leather handbag, was Olivia.She walked straight past the sleek marble counter, dropped her handbag onto the surface with a heavy thud, and turned to face us, her expression grave."Guys," Olivia said, her voice cutting through the quiet room with urgent finality. "Someone just reached out to me. They said the

CHAPTER 113AVAMorning broke over the capital with a pale, bruised light, cutting through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse. The heavy fog clung stubbornly to the glass, mirroring the cold, weighted reality settling deep in my chest.I stood by the kitchen counter, wrapping warm pastries in heavy paper while Olivia packed thermal flasks with hot black coffee. Down in the secure guest quarters, Leo and Marcus were getting ready. True to his word, Liam had spent the early morning hours burning through his encrypted satellite contacts, setting up clean transit passes, forged credentials, and a secured freight transport heading west out of the jurisdiction before the sunrise.Ten minutes later, the private elevator chimed. Liam escorted the two young men up to the foyer. They looked vastly different from the shattered, terrified men who had stumbled through our doors the night before. They were dressed in clean, nondescript clothes, their bags packed lightly, though the dark

CHAPTER 115NIC“They were talking about a drive. It seems like some important drive is with them, and I don’t know what it’s all about.”The reply came back almost instantly, glowing harsh and bright in the dark room:“Stealthily retrieve it and bring it to me immediately.”I stared at the screen, a cold knot tightening in my stomach. I quickly tapped out a response, explaining the harsh reality of my position:“I can't. I'm the only outsider in the house right now. If the drive goes missing while I'm locked in this guest suite, all fingers will point directly to me. They’ll cut my throat before I even reach the elevator, and they’ll lose whatever trust they accidentally handed me.”A minute passed. Then, the phone buzzed again.“Understood. Do not force it. You have done well tonight, Nic. Sit tight. I know what to do.”I let out a slow, steady breath, exhaling the tension building in my chest. The Senator wasn't reckless, he knows more than anyone when to pull back and when to stri

CHAPTER 117LIAMThe drive back to the penthouse felt like a slow-motion torture chamber. I parked the car in the private subterranean bay and rode the elevator up, my jaw locked so tight my teeth ached. By the time I pushed through the heavy steel doors of the penthouse, I was radiating pure, unadulterated fury.Ava looked up from the kitchen island as I stormed past the foyer. She took one look at my stormy expression, the dirt smear on my jersey, and the rigid line of my shoulders, and her features immediately softened with concern."Liam? Hey, what's wrong?" Ava asked, stepping away from the counter and walking toward me. "You look like you're ready to murder someone. What happened ?"I didn't stop. I didn't even look at her. "Nothing," I muttered sharply, walking straight past her down the hallway and pushing the door to my bedroom shut with a heavy, echoing thud.I stripped off my damp gear, tossing my pads and jersey onto the floor, and sat heavily on the edge of the bed, rubbi

CHAPTER 119AVAThe morning sun cast a cold, pale light across the penthouse, but the warmth of the room had been completely hollowed out by the events of the previous night. The shattered ceramic vase had been swept away, Olivia’s monitors were back to glowing with endless cascades of decryption code.I stood by the kitchen counter, wrapping my fingers around a steaming mug of coffee, trying to shake the lingering chill that clung to my bones. "Ava," Liam’s voice cut through my thoughts. He walked in from the master suite, fully dressed in dark tactical gear under his jacket, his jaw set in a hard, unyielding line. "Are you ready? We need to head to campus…. Oh and_try to act normal in front of Nic. We can't let the Senator or Nic suspect that we know they are behind the break-in."I nodded slowly, setting my mug down. "Right. Normal routine.""And keep your guard up," Liam added, stepping closer and placing both hands gently on my shoulders. His dark eyes searched my face with inte