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."

brushed past him, leaving no

more than an hour, Keegan Wright returned

"Teacher."

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

task completed,

was a celebrated chess master. Even though he had retired from the competitive scene

master among masters in the

was due to a lack of worthy

the chess world with his own prodigious talent, teaching students who even surpassed

joining the chess

Piper, there was a hint

to come out of

been hopeful; the old master had stayed out of the public eye for years and was unlikely to make a comeback now. Piper sighed in disappointment.

Welandia delegation's arrival in Craneville

"Will do."

reach Eltham over the phone,

to be growing closer to Brittany, even going on

a lump in her throat,

her chess game,

at chess. Why haven't you joined the

interested in chess,