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.

Zoren rocked his head in realization. "Wrong

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my god..." Charles buried his face in his palm in distress. "I should've

his favorites (being background children compared to

that coaching this team wouldn't be as fun as he'd imagined. Although the idea of bonding with his sons and even with his son-in-law—was appealing, this was

bonding never go

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his seat, dread filling his eyes. "Why did he shoot the ball in there when he should've

tons of games growing up, I still know the rules," James added under his

say a word. His face was slightly red with embarrassment-his

from afar,' he thought. 'That

knew it

decision to coach,

about the game and that his sons

workers from Global Prime Logistics watching the game with pitying expressions. Some of them still worked under Atlas, and they shared the same sense of secondhand embarrassment.

the gap between the two teams. Nina was concerned for Penny. But when she looked over, she saw Penny's eyes sparkling as she

her face. "How is he

had she just

James, and even Benjamin, seated behind Penny, all stared at her in

is Penny watching the same game as us?" Slater asked his uncle,

is she deluding herself into thinking this game

James nodded in panic. "Just what

Haines, the

him, a sudden