Surprise Twins for the Hockey Prince

Chapter 5

Word Count: 576 | Released on: 01/09/2026

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ke a phalanx through the crowd. They surrounded a central figure, hi

g out even in the bustling airport. He was listenin

y lips at Aileen's reaction. I gently pinched her

to hide her admiration. "Mommy, he's so ha

arby, offered his cool assessment.

nd turned to the nanny. "Let's go,

ar is waiting outside," Kimor

t, me holding Aileen, and Adrian

ve years. The cold ocean, the despe

d nothing. For a while, I washed d

ly's business in Europe and happened to taste a cake I ha

ot only funded me but encouraged me to reviv

ren and I wouldn't hav

arranged everything, including getting m

xactly what I needed. I would dig from the inside, piece by

from Aileen broke

s kept darting back toward the d

down. "Don't run of

tly, but her eyes

the group of men, the one in t

osed the distance b

saw his fa

ed like they were carved from stone. But the aura around him was chilli

tened my grip on Aileen's hand, wanting to get aw

, his gaze sweeping

a flicker of interest, as if

ized, her head tilted

e washed over me

n, a little fa

second, my worst

from mine and shot off like a litt

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Culprit Romance

“At my luxurious bridal shower, I thought I was the luckiest woman alive. But when I stepped away for some air, I overheard my fiancé and my best friend intimately discussing their affair. They were plotting to murder me. "Once the wedding is over, everything that belonged to the Sloans will be ours. Just tolerate the naive little fool for a little longer." They even admitted they had arranged the fatal car crash that killed my parents to bankrupt my family's company. When I furiously confronted them, my best friend shoved me hard against a heavy oak desk. Bleeding and losing consciousness, I heard my fiancé panic, but my best friend was terrifyingly calm. "This just saves us the trouble of arranging an accident. We have to get rid of the body." They tied me up, dragged me onto a private yacht, and hurled me alive into the freezing Atlantic Ocean. Sinking into the suffocating black water, my heart was consumed by an icy hatred. I had given them my entire heart, yet they murdered my parents, stole my legacy, and threw me away like trash. But I didn't die. Five years later, I returned to New York with my twins and a new identity. Looking at the terrified faces of my ex-fiancé and former best friend in the parking garage, I smiled coldly. "I'm here to take back what's mine."”