All Chapters of Dumped On Live TV, Claimed By The Hockey King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER 52AVAThe alarm blared at 6:00 AM, but the sound felt like it was coming from underwater. When I finally forced my eyes open, my entire body felt heavy, bruised, and thoroughly leaden. Beside me on the spare mattress, Emily groaned, rolling over and burying her face in her pillow. Between our brutal four-job schedule, the lack of sleep, and the emotional wreckage of the past few days, our bodies had finally staged a full-scale rebellion.We overslept. By the time we scrambled into our clothes, skipped breakfast, and sprinted across the quad, we were over twenty minutes late for our first morning class.Creeping through the heavy oak doors of our lecture hall, I ducked my head low, hoping to slip into our usual seats in the back row unnoticed. But the moment I crossed the threshold, the low murmur of the lecture stopped dead.Professor Vance paused near the chalkboard, lowering her glasses and fixing me with a sharp, uncompromising stare."Ah, Ms. Bennet," Professor Vance’s v

CHAPTER 54AVAHe knew I and Arnold were dating, yet he still insisted I stay in the penthouse.What should I do? The thought ricocheted inside my skull like a loose wire, sparking panic. Arnold won't be happy about this at all. If he found out I was back to living under the same roof as Liam.Yet, as I stood alone in the quiet room of the penthouse, looking out at the glittering sea of city lights, a strange, grounding calmness began to settle over my frazzled nerves. Well, at least we are out of debts now, and that’s what truly matters. My family was safe. I’ll find a way to handle Arnold tomorrow. I thought to myself, pushing the mounting guilt deep down into the back of my mind.If Liam is the devil I had to walk beside to survive this university, then so be it.Exhaustion finally pulled me under. Slipping off my shoes, I slowly walked over to the bed and collapsed, letting the heavy, dreamless sleep take me away from the wreckage of the day.The next morning, the campus was bustl

CHAPTER 56LIAM“What’s wrong?” I asked Olivia as she stepped into my penthouse carrying a long face."I've been looking into why Ava's family dry-cleaning business started slacking off which made them run into debts like you asked.," Olivia reported, her voice measured and careful. "I had our local contacts do some digging. It turns out someone intentionally tipped off their neighborhood regulars, warning them away. There are rumors circling that anyone who drops off their garments at that shop will have their clothes ruined or their luck cursed."My blood ran instantly cold, followed by a searing spike of pure fury. "What sort of rubbish rumor is that?!""Uuuhm, well... Sir, I didn't know at first," Olivia stammered, recovering her composure quickly. "But I investigated further to trace the source. We identified the person who orchestrated the smear campaign, and when we tracked down the operative she used—"Olivia abruptly clamped her mouth shut, her eyes darting nervously toward

CHAPTER 58ARNOLDMy phone buzzed against my thigh, the sharp vibration cutting through the bitter haze of my frustration as I sat alone in my car. I pulled it out, the screen illuminating the dark interior with a single unvarnished text message from an unfamiliar number.Meet me at the corner diner on 4th street. Now. Don't be late.Fifteen minutes later, I pushed open the heavy glass door of the dimly lit diner. Brittany was sitting in a corner booth, swirling a spoon lazily in a cup of lukewarm coffee. She looked up as I slid into the vinyl seat across from her, a calculated, cold smirk already forming on her lips."You look like hell, Arnold," she noted smoothly, her eyes sweeping over the dark bruising along my cheek."Spare me the commentary, Brittany," I snapped, leaning forward and resting my forearms on the sticky table. "What do you want? And why are we meeting in a shithole like this?"Brittany didn't flinch at my tone. Instead, she reached into her designer handbag and tos

CHAPTER 60AVAI walked onto campus the next morning, I walked onto campus my mind consumed with thoughts of how to break up with Arnold and wondering how he would take the news.He had been my first love, long before Nic came into my life. But sometimes, no matter how deeply you once loved someone, you have to let go and move forward.As I cut across the quad toward my morning lecture, a familiar tall figure stepped directly into my path. Nic.He looked tired, his eyes bloodshot and his posture stiff as he tried to walk right past me without making eye contact. The sheer absurdity of it after everything he had done to me sparked a sudden, mischievous wave of defiance in my chest.I let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Well, look who isn't in the mood to talk today," I teased, stepping sideways to block him. "You’ve been hiding ever since the tournament, Nic. Honestly, I’ve kind of missed your face."The playful smile didn't even reach my eyes before Nic's expression snapped into pure, un