Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 892: It can't be that important, right?

Throughout the first quarter of the game, the only players on Hugo's team who had touched the ball were Atlas and Hugo. It wasn't that they couldn't pass the ball, but every time Hugo attempted to pass, Max's team members would steal it. Not only that, but Max was guarding Hugo because he was the only one who had the chance to score a point.

Atlas only held the ball for less than a second before it was stolen from him.

So when Zoren finally had the ball, it sparked a glimmer of hope in some people's hearts.

Slater, Haines, and even James suddenly leaned forward, wide-eyed. Not just them, but everyone in the arena seemed to hold their breath as they watched Zoren focus on the ball and casually throw it toward the basket.

The ball went in.

It went in, but the silence in the open court was thicker than ever. Everyone just stared at Zoren. Even Hugo was left speechless as he watched Zoren turn toward the team with a grin and a thumbs-up.

"I scored," Zoren proudly announced, shifting his eyes toward Charles, expecting him to be jumping with joy. But Zoren's brow furrowed when he noticed that everyone's gaze was fixed on him, and it gave off a strange vibe.

DING!

The sound of a point being scored rang through the court, followed by a loud buzz. Zoren glanced at the score, tilting his head.

"Is there a delay?" he wondered aloud. "Why does it still say zero?"

"Hahaha!" Max laughed, jogging over to Zoren and raising a hand for a high-five. Zoren, confused, raised his hand, allowing Max to give him a high-five. "Thanks for the extra point."

"..." Zoren blinked, watching Max return to his team. The opposing team was celebrating as if they had already won the game and not just the first quarter, while Hugo's team was still stuck at zero.

his head

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Charles buried his face in his palm in distress. "I

to his

this team wouldn't be as fun as he'd imagined. Although the idea of bonding with his sons and even

never go

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himself back into his seat, dread filling his eyes. "Why did he shoot the ball in there

watching tons of games growing up, I still know the rules," James added under his breath. "Why did I even

slightly red with embarrassment-his nephew's

just watch from afar,' he thought. 'That would've been less

Haines knew

to coach, he

bad for him. After all, when Charles heard about the game and that his sons were participating, he was so excited and

them still worked under Atlas, and they

for the opposing team, further widening the gap between the two teams. Nina was concerned for Penny.

her face. "How

had she

smile but failed. Haines, Slater, James, and even Benjamin, seated

watching the same game as us?"

she deluding herself into thinking this game is

must be!" James nodded in panic. "Just what did

and Haines, the

him, a sudden