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."

but Grayson brushed past him, leaving

an hour, Keegan Wright

"Teacher."

of Wallace's visit, Keegan readily agreed.

the task completed,

and son, were renowned figures in Craneville. Grayson, in particular, was a celebrated chess master. Even though he had retired from the competitive scene years ago, legends

master among masters

due to a lack of worthy

through the chess world with his

Keegan joining the chess

reporting back to Piper, there was a hint

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

ready for the Welandia delegation's arrival in Craneville

"Will do."

to reach Eltham over the phone, to no

closer to Brittany, even

feeling a lump in her

her chess game, left with

at chess. Why haven't you joined the chess

chess, but I'm not