The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Ronan rolled his eyes so hard it was a wonder they didn't stick that way. "Shut it. What's for breakfast tomorrow?"

"Eastside's crispy croissants!"

Ronan... just stared.

Those croissants were legendary, and the queue for them was a minimum two-hour wait. He was doing this on purpose!

Humming a tune, Grayson made his way back home, where he was greeted with an unexpected presence.

"Grayson."

Wallace stood up. "You're back."

Seeing Wallace, Grayson raised an eyebrow in surprise. "What brings you here? Weren't you in training?"

"The Welandia exchange delegation is arriving soon, and Piper wants to invite you to be the chess club's coach," Wallace explained, clearly sent by Piper for this mission. "I'm not going."

Grayson shook his head so vigorously it was like he was trying to ward off a swarm of bees. "I'm too old for this crowd."

Wallace tried to argue.

"Ask your teacher. He might be interested." Grayson passed the buck. "It's late. I'm off to bed."

protest but Grayson brushed past him, leaving no

hour,

"Teacher."

hearing the purpose of Wallace's visit, Keegan readily agreed. "Sure, I'll head to the chess club tomorrow morning."

the task completed, Wallace left,

particular, was a celebrated chess master. Even though he had retired from the competitive scene years ago, legends of his prowess

among masters

was due to a lack of worthy

took up the mantle, sweeping through the chess world

joining the chess club sent waves

there was a hint of dissatisfaction in the

refuses to come out

too old for it." Wallace hadn't been hopeful; the old master had stayed out of the public eye for years and was unlikely

the Welandia delegation's arrival in Craneville tomorrow. Everyone needs

"Will do."

Piper tried to reach Eltham over the

Eltham seemed to be growing closer to Brittany,

breath, feeling a lump in

in her chess game, left

at chess. Why haven't you joined

interested in chess, but I'm not