The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 110

Timothy stood in the bustling gym, sweat dripping from his brow as he pushed his body to the limit. The rhythmic thud of sneakers on the polished floor, the clang of weights, and the hum of conversation filled the air. It was his sanctuary, a place where he could escape the chaos of his life and focus on his own strength and determination.

Amidst the rhythmic thud of sneakers on the polished floor, his phone suddenly vibrated in his gym bag. Timothy paused, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple, as he fished out his phone and saw his father’s name flashing on the screen.

It was unusual for his father to call him. The silence between them was preferable, especially today of all days. He needed to release tension, and his father caused the opposite effect.

Heaving a sigh, Timothy swiped the screen to answer the call, his voice strained. from exertion.

“Dad?” Timothy greeted, his breath heavy,

“Timothy, it’s time we had a discussion,” came Kamran Hayes‘ firm and measured voice from the other end of the line. “I need you to come to my office.”

Timothy’s brow furrowed in confusion. His father had always been distant, more preoccupied with his own business than with family matters. However, Timothy hadn’t expected his old man to actually develop a business in the years he’d distanced himself from the family.

Even more unusual was the notion of a “discussion” with his father, the master of evasion.

“Why?” Timothy asked, a hint of suspicion in his tone. “What’s this all about?”

Kamran’s voice remained composed. I’ll explain when you get here. It’s important.”

Timothy sighed, looking around at the plethora of moving bodies around him. The activity was dizzying. Alright, I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

Ending the call, Timothy continued his workout, a sense of unease gnawing at him. His father’s sudden summons was perplexing. Moreover, he couldn’t comprehend

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what hand landed the man in an office of his own.

The Hayes patriarch had always operated from home, occasionally fishing for get rich quick schemes along the way, usually at the family’s detriment. He had seemed well–adjusted when his mother first met him, but the illusion fell rather quickly just months into their marriage. That alone dwindled any trust Timothy had in him.

building, Fitzgerald and Co. The sleek, modern exterior of the building spoke of wealth and influence, that of which his own step–father had obtained, and Timothy couldn’t help

to the front desk and was greeted by the smiling face of receptionist in

meeting with Kamran Hayes. I’m his son, Timothy,” he explained. He

said chipperly. “Your father’s office is on the

top floor. The floor–to–ceiling glass windows offered panoramic views

he approached the office door. Timothy couldn’t help but

his way into the room. Kamran sat behind his polished mahogany desk, a pristine symbol of power and authority. The room was

up as his son entered,

Timothy replied, taking a seat in front of

his son. Tve

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an eyebrow, perplexed by his father’s sudden interest in his life.

pressed, his eyes darkening. “Do sports channels usually cover

air of self–satisfaction. She was impeccably dressed,

with an affected sweetness that made Timothy’s

his

heard rumors about your involvement with that ‘Evie‘ girl, and

his irritation growing. “Evie? She was my lawyer, so she was just helping

“Well, Timothy, you don’t have a case

friends.

a sharper edge. “Why are you making light of this? This bachelor lifestyle that you’ve been flaunting around like it’s perfectly

in bed with them at any point. Every woman that showed up by his side never

become a hockey player? Is it because you get more female attention that

mention of Andy, Kamran’s biological son and Timothy’s step–brother, hit a nerve. It was a sore point in their relationship, a constant source of

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