
{"id":30410,"date":"2026-02-16T13:03:28","date_gmt":"2026-02-16T13:03:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/zero-stars-for-daddy-novel-chapter-11\/"},"modified":"2026-02-16T13:03:28","modified_gmt":"2026-02-16T13:03:28","slug":"zero-stars-for-daddy-novel-chapter-11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/zero-stars-for-daddy-novel-chapter-11\/","title":{"rendered":"Zero Stars for Daddy Novel Chapter 11"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>The Sky Remembered the Touch of Our Uninished Goodbyes by Lysa Orion Rehn   11<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 11\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Oliver\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I pressed my eat against the door of Suite 412, bouncing on my toes. My heart was pounding super fast, but I couldn\u2019t hear anything clearly. Just muffled voices. The bad feeling in my tummy got worse.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I saw a gross man open the door for Mommy and let her in. He had mean piggy eyes and smelled like the yucky stuff Daddy sometimes drinks in his office\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>when he thinks I\u2019m asleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Come on, come on, I whispered, pushing against the heavy door. It wouldn\u2019t budge. I tried kicking it, but that just hurt my foot through my sneaker.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This was all going wrong. Hunter was supposed to be with me, but that stupid security guard had to stop him at the entrance. Something about \u201csuspicious person.\u201d I\u2019d managed to slip past while Hunter argued with him, but now I was alone, and Mommy might be in trouble.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1 pressed my ear harder against the door. The voices got louder, and I heard something crash.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s it,\u201d I muttered, stepping back. I needed Hunter. Now.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1 raced down the hallway toward the elevator. The lobby was huge, with tall columns perfect for hiding behind. I peered around one, spotting Hunter still arguing with the security guard at the desk.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter caught my eye from across the lobby. I could tell he was annoyed\u2013his left eyebrow was doing that twitchy thing it does when I\u2019ve done something particularly troublesome. Well, too bad. This was an emergency.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I scanned the situation. The security guard was big but slow\u2013looking. Hunter was strong but stuck behind that stupid little gate thing. I needed a distraction.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Taking a deep breath, I darted from behind the column. As I approached, I heard the guard saying to a visitor, \u201cSir, without proper authorization from Mr.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Sterling-\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Perfect timing. I slipped near the guard and stomped as hard as I could on his foot.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOW!\u201d he yelled, spinning around.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNOW!\u201d I shouted at Hunter.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter didn\u2019t hesitate. He vaulted over the security desk in one smooth motion and scooped me up like a football. The guard lunged for us, but Hunter was already sprinting toward the elevator.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFourth floor!\u201d I directed as Hunter punched the button. \u201cMommy\u2019s in trouble!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The elevator doors closed just as the security guard reached them. I could hear him shouting into his radio,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Young Master Oliver,\u201d Hunter said in that calm\u2013but\u2013not\u2013really\u2013calm voice, \u2018your father is going to fire me for this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018No, he won\u2019t, I said confidently. \u201cI\u2019ll tell him I kidnapped you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter made that funny snorting sound he does when he\u2019s trying not to laugh. \u201cWhere exactly are we going?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Suite 412! Mommy\u2019s meeting with a bad man.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3:48 pm D M\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 11\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The elevator doors opened, and Hunter carried me down the corridor. We were almost to the corner when I heard familiar footsteps approaching from the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>other direction.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Stop. I whispered urgently, but it was too late.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>We rounded the corner and nearly slammed right into Daddy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My heart stopped. Daddy was coming out of Suite 412, closing the door behind him. He looked surprised for a split second before his face hardened into that expression I knew too well\u2013the one that meant someone was in big trouble, and that someone was definitely me.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter froze, still holding me. I scrambled down from his arms, my mind racing.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOliver, Daddy said, his voice dangerously calm. \u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I didn\u2019t answer. I couldn\u2019t. My brain was too busy trying to understand why Daddy was coming out of the room where Mommy was supposed to be meeting\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>the bad man. Had he hurt her? Was she okay?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>No, I couldn\u2019t let Daddy take me back. And I couldn\u2019t rescue Mommy now. If Daddy found out I\u2019d found her, he might prevent me from seeing her again.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Instead, I grabbed Hunter\u2019s hand and pulled him toward the exit.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cStop this nonsense immediately!\u201d Daddy called after us, his voice echoing down the hallway.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter hesitated for only a second before lifting me again and sprinting toward the stairwell several steps away. I could hear Daddy\u2019s footsteps behind us.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe can\u2019t catch us,\u201d I said into Hunter\u2019s ear. \u201cHe can\u2019t know about Mommy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYoung master, this is getting out of hand-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cPlease, Hunter,\u201d I begged. \u201cHe\u2019ll take her away from me again!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Something in my voice must have convinced him, because Hunter pushed through the stairwell door and started down the steps two at a time.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>My mind was racing faster than we were running. If Daddy found out I was with Mommy, he\u2019d never let me see her again. And if Mommy found out I\u2019d been lying about not having a daddy, she might not want me anymore. The thought made my chest hurt worse than when I had pneumonia last winter.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe need to get to the first floor and out the side exit,\u201d I instructed, my strategic mind taking over despite my pounding heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter nodded, his breathing steady as we descended. I could still hear Daddy\u2019s footsteps above us, but they were getting fainter. Maybe we\u2019d lose him,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That hope vanished when we burst through the stairwell door into the first\u2013floor lobby. Standing directly in front of us, looking completely unsurprised, was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Daddy,\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow did he- Hunter started.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Elevator,\u201d I whispered, my heart sinking. That was a mistake.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>.A small, knowing smile played at the corner of Daddy\u2019s mouth. He hadn\u2019t even broken a sweat.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThat\u2019s enough, Oliver,\u201d he said.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThis way!\u201d I whispered urgently, tugging Hunter\u2019s hand. We raced down the corridor, passing several doors until we found ourselves in a back area of the\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3:48 pm M\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 11\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>building.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cQuick, in here!\u201d I pulled Hunter toward a small door marked \u201cMaintenance that turned out to be a janitor\u2019s closet. We squeezed inside, surrounded by mops, buckets, and the strong smell of bleach and pine cleaner.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter carefully eased the door nearly closed, leaving just a tiny crack. We both held our breath as footsteps approached. Through the small opening. I could see Daddy walking slowly past our hiding spot, scanning the area. He didn\u2019t look worried or even particularly angry\u2013just mildly amused, which was\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>somehow worse.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After checking several doors down the hallway, he paused. I thought for a moment he might discover us, but then he turned away.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAlright, Oliver. Let\u2019s see what game you\u2019re playing.\u201d I heard him say softly, almost to himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I felt relieved as Daddy\u2019s footsteps faded away.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter looked down at me in the dim light of the closet. \u201cYoung Master, what exactly is our plan now?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I chewed my lip, thinking hard. \u201cNow we should find Mommy. I have to make sure she\u2019s okay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>And what if your mom catches us following her? Hunter asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I squared my small shoulders, feeling the weight of my mission. \u201cThen I\u2019ll tell her the truth.\u201d I paused, reconsidering. \u201cNo wait, that\u2019s a bad idea. Let\u2019s just be\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>super sneaky so she doesn\u2019t see us.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Hunter sighed, the way grown\u2013ups do when they know they\u2019re making a bad decision but are going to do it anyway. \u201cAlright, buddy. But maybe we should wait a few minutes before heading out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Sky Remembered the Touch of Our Uninished Goodbyes by Lysa Orion Rehn 11 Chapter 11\u00a0 Oliver\u2019s POV\u00a0 I pressed [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[88],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-30410","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-zero-stars-for-daddy-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30410","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30410"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30410\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30410"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30410"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30410"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}