The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 138

The brisk winter air stung my cheeks as I arrived at cafe. Determination coursed through my veins like a steady heartbeat. I needed answers, and I knew Scarlett was the one who could provide them.

Scarlett and I had arranged to meet in a quiet, out–of–the–way cafe where we could talk privately. As I waited for her to arrive, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. Scarlett was no stranger to the Hayes family, and her knowledge ran deep.

When Scarlett finally walked through the cafe door, she looked as regal and composed as ever. Her long, auburn hair cascaded down her back, and her emerald–green eyes held a glint of curiosity as she approached our table. We exchanged a polite greeting, but it was clear that tension simmered beneath the

surface.

“Evie,” she began, her voice cool and measured, “I understand you’re rather curious about our family’s affairs.”

I didn’t waste any time getting to the point. “I want to understand why Stella is so determined to get her hands on the estate, Scarlett. There’s more to this than meets the eye, and I want the truth.”

Scarlett’s lips curled into a sardonic smile. “Ah, the truth. That’s a slippery thing, isn’t it? But I suppose you’re entitled to some answers.”

I leaned forward, my voice earnest. “Start with the will. What did it specify about the estate?”

Scarlett’s gaze hardened, and she fixed me with a piercing stare. “The will, my dear Evie, was quite clear. It stated that the estate would go to the firstborn Fitzgerald child who married and had a child of their own.”

I frowned, puzzled by the simplicity of the stipulation. “So, it’s all about inheritance?”

“Yes,” she said flatly. “I am the first born, and I had the child. As you can see, however, there is no husband.”

“Oh,” I said softly. From the direction things were going, it seemed that Stella was on her way to fulfilling parts of those conditions.”

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comes to the my family. You see, the estate

closer, my curiosity piqued. “What do you mean, something

a calculating gaze. “It’s all up to the Hayes family, Evie. I know what it took for

words. I had always believed that the Hayes family had come from old money, that Timothy was naturally wealthy. But Scarlett’s revelation hinted

are you saying, Scarlett?” I asked,

and conspiratorial. “The truth, Evie, is that they were not always wealthy. In fact, they were far from it. Their family lived a modest life until Timothy’s

chill run down my spine as I listened to Scarlett’s words. The image I had held

wealth is built on corruption?”

gaze never wavering. “Yes, Evie. Kamran’s deal with Sam. Fitzgerald opened the doors to a world of wealth and privilege, but it came at a price–a price that Stella seems willing to pay to secure her place

settled over me, I couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of unease. The Hayes family’s rise to power had been built on a foundation of deception

breath, my mind racing with thoughts and questions. “What is

a knowing look. “Stella wants control, Evie. Control of the family’s empire and everything that comes with it.

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do, Scarlett?” I asked, my voice filled with determination. “If we

a low whisper. “We

Expose the truth?

of the shady dealings that had propelled his family into wealth and power? It was

to be distracted. My case against Stella was too important, and I needed to focus on gathering evidence to expose the truth, even

be prepared for whatever tactics she might employ. If Stella had a history of getting what she wanted by any means necessary, I could potentially

the table, drawing my attention. “You know, Evie,”

my papers, intrigued by her

also power

have they

noticed that they’ve been spending a lot of time together lately, whispering in corners and exchanging secretive

Scarlett to continue. “Do you have