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 room for further

more than an hour, Keegan Wright

"Teacher."

readily agreed. "Sure,

completed,

renowned figures in Craneville. Grayson, in particular, was a celebrated chess master. Even though he had retired from the competitive

among masters

retirement was due to a lack

son Keegan took up the mantle, sweeping through the chess world with his

of Keegan joining the chess club sent waves of excitement

back to Piper, there was a hint of dissatisfaction

refuses to come out of

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

delegation's arrival

"Will do."

to reach Eltham over the phone,

be growing closer to Brittany, even going on

took a deep breath, feeling a lump in her throat,

in her chess game, left with

so good at chess. Why haven't you

chess, but